“Nothing, you have done nothing. Do not look at me like that,” she implored, terrified.
“You know then, Sofia, that I love you very dearly?”
“Oh! hush, Roberto, for pity’s sake hush! If Lulu were to hear us!”
“I do not love Lulu. I love you, Sofia.”
“That is treachery.”
“I know it, but I love you. I will go away—”
“Well?” cried Lulu in the distance, appearing from another door. “Well, have you two made peace?”
But there was no reply. Sofia fled, hiding her face in her hands; and Roberto remained motionless, silent, as though stunned.
“Roberto!” cried Lulu.
“Lulu.”