That in this world there are calamities.
(The housekeeper Amelfa appears, standing on the threshold of a door leading to the inner apartments.)
(Stretching himself out in the sun.)
How gloriously warm the sun is!
It is the breath of Spring. All is becoming green.
The cherry trees are white as milk.
(Looking about hesitatingly.)
I should like to take a nap in this nook,
And not to go into my bedroom.
Amelfa
(clasping her hands in boundless devotion).