Thekla. No.
Adolf. If he riveted you to him so strongly that you couldn’t be parted from him, then of course you’d give me up?
Thekla. No, I have never yet said anything like that.
Adolf. But you can’t love two people at the same time?
Thekla. Oh, yes. Why not?
Adolf. I can’t understand it.
Thekla. Is anything then impossible simply because you can’t understand it? All men are not made on the same lines, you know.
Adolf.[Getting up a few steps to the left.] I am now beginning to understand.
Thekla. No, really?
Adolf.[Sits down in his previous place by the square table.] No, really? [Pause, during which he appears to be making an effort to remember something, but without success.] Thekla, do you know that your frankness is beginning to be positively agonizing? [THEKLA moves away from him behind the square table and goes behind the sofa on the left.] Haven’t you told me, times out of number, that frankness is the most beautiful virtue you know, and that I must spend all my time in acquiring it? But it seems to me you take cover behind your frankness.