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Allmers.
[Shaking his head.] No adventure in the world—outwardly at least. But Rita. [Eagerly.] But? Allmers. It is true that within me there has been something of a revolution. Rita. Oh Heavens! Allmers. [Soothingly, patting her hand.] Only for the better, my dear Rita. You may be perfectly certain of that. Rita. [Seats herself on the sofa.] You must tell us all about it, at once—tell us everything! Allmers. [Turning to Asta.] Yes, let us sit down, too, Asta. Then I will try to tell you as well as I can. [He seats himself on the sofa at Rita's side. Asta moves a chair forward, and places herself near him.
Rita.
[Looking at him expectantly.] Well?
