[With infinite wistfulness.] Ah, Richard! Richard! You are only a man——! [Very low.] No one must live here! Don’t you understand?

Richard.

[Started.] You mean—else we couldn’t come back?

Lydia.

We couldn’t come back! Just think, Richard—[Caressing him gently.] we couldn’t come back——! We’d wait all the long, long year, and then—when to-night came—we couldn’t come back——!

Richard.

[Drawing her passionately into his arms.] Oh, my darling! But we must come back! It is what we live for! It——

Lydia.

[Gravely.] Just so, Richard! I know you always agree when you—remember——!

Richard.