While we sleep peacefully in purple and gold, soft music will be played in the distance." Quivering with pride and pleasure, she smiled now, but soon, overcome by the great suffering that again took possession of her, her lips assumed a mournful expression and the smile disappeared.

As with a mechanical movement of her hands she drove away the tempting pictures he called forth, he redoubled his ardour, and wished to make her his by seizing her and carrying her away in his arms.
"Come, dear.

Come with me.

Let us go, and forget everything but our united happiness." Disengaging herself brusquely, she escaped him, with an instinctive rebellion, and trying to stand up, this cry came at last from her: "No, no! I cannot go.

I no longer have the power to do so." However, again lamenting her fate, still torn by the contest in her soul, hesitating and stammering, she again turned towards him imploringly.
"I beg you to be good and not hurry me too much, but wait awhile.