SCENE III
STEIN alone; later, the PASTOR.
STEIN (forgetting himself, going a few steps after him).
Where are you going? Robert! My boy!—Curse it! I have scarcely got over my anger, and the next moment—But does it not seem as though all had entered into a conspiracy to keep me in a turmoil of excitement? If he really has had a falling out and meets those hotspurs—But I cannot run after him. Will he come back?
Enter the PASTOR.
STEIN.
You, parson? You find me here.
PASTOR.
I have heard of the affair.
[Shakes hands.]