"It's a pity you didn't kill me; then there would have been an end to this wretched life of mine."
"Do you hate me so very much?"
"Have I any reason to love you?"
"Forgive me, my love. I've been drinking to-night; and when the wine gets to my head, then I know I'm nasty."
"No, you hate me, and I know why."
"Why?"
"Vranic sets you against me; and when your anger is roused, and your brain muddled, you come and want to kill me."
Radonic did not reply.
"But rather than torture me as you do, kill me at once, to please your friend."
Milena stopped for an instant; then she began again, in a lower tone: