Marie.
Did he say he had to go somewhere?
Gertrude.
Yes, he had to go out on the fields, he said--and that was quite some
time ago. I wanted to accompany him, I begged and begged, but he flatly
refused to let me go.
Marie.
[_Breathing heavily_.] Oh!!!!!!!!
Gertrude.
I don't know how it is; but to-day he is acting so strangely. Papa has
asked for him several times--and do you know, dear, at times he is not
at all pleasant to me!
Marie.