Do you not believe that all this shall be?
Speak, dear.

What is there yet behind in your thoughts ?" "I cannot tell.

I wish I knew." Vjera's answer was scarcely audible and she turned her face from him.
"And yet, there is something, you are keeping something from me, when I have kept nothing from you.

Why is it?
Why do you not quite trust me and believe in me?
I can make you happy, now.

Yesterday it was different and so it was in all the yesterdays of yesterdays.