[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.