ALLMERS. No, I had not time to--for you began to undress.
RITA. Yes, and meanwhile you talked about Eyolf. Don't you remember? You
wanted to know all about little Eyolf's digestion.
ALLMERS. [Looking reproachfully at her.] Rita--!
RITA. And then you got into your bed, and slept the sleep of the just.
ALLMERS. [Shaking his head.] Rita--Rita!
RITA. [Lying at full length and looking up at him.] Alfred?
ALLMERS. Yes?