Fainacky strokes his moustache thoughtfully, stares first at the Countess, then at the top of the table, and finally gives utterance to an expressive "Ah!"
Lato hurries on to overtake his friend, whom he espies striding towards the park gate.
Suddenly Olga approaches him, a huge straw hat shading her eyes, and in her hands a large, dish-shaped cabbage-leaf full of inviting, fresh strawberries.
"Whither are you hurrying?" she asks.
"I am going to ride to Komaritz with Harry," he replies. "Ah, what magnificent strawberries!"
"I know they are your favourite fruit, and I plucked them for you," she says.
"In this heat?--oh, Olga!" he exclaims.
"The sun would have burned them up by evening," she says, simply.
He understands that she has meant to atone for her inadvertence of the morning, and he is touched.
"Will you not take some?" she asks, persisting in offering him the leaf.