BONIFACE.
Beloved,
Why have you left Soracte?
CARLOMAN.
Visitors
Wasted my leisure: I became a sight,
Like some caged animal.
ZACHARIAS.
He leaves to-day
For Mount Casino.
BONIFACE.
[to Carloman] You are happy?
CARLOMAN.
Yes ...
Oh, no, not happy; it is different:
Not as you feel when you have won the goal,
But as you feel when racing.