Hella (reluctantly). You do have notions at times!... So here is your kiss! (Extends her cheek to him.)
Paul (embraces her.) Oh, no! Today I must have something unusual! (He tries to kiss her mouth.)
Hella (warding him off). Do stop that, Paul! I beg you urgently!
Paul (looks into her eyes). But why not, Hella! Just for today ...! (His voice is soft and pleading.)
Hella (with her face toward the sofa). Why Glyszinski is sitting there.
Paul (impatiently). What is Glyszinski to me? It's surely all right for a husband and wife to kiss each other.
Hella. But not before strangers! I can't bear that, Paul!
Paul (bitterly). Calm down! It never happens anyhow! (He releases her and walks through the hall with great strides).
Hella (shrugging her shoulders). Because it is really not proper for two people who are as old as we have become. People should become sensible sometime.
Paul (with increasing excitement). You always were! Why, I don't know you any other way.