Rosmer.
It is well for you that you do not know.—It is well for both of us.
Rebecca.
No, no, no.—I will not be put off in this way! If you know of anything that would absolve me in your eyes, I claim as my right to be told of it.
Rosmer.
[As if impelled against his will to speak.] Then let us see. You say that a great love is in you; that through me your mind has been ennobled. Is it so? Is your reckoning just, Rebecca? Shall we try to prove the sum? Say?
Rebecca.
I am ready.
Rosmer.
At any time?
Rebecca.
Whenever you please. The sooner the better.
Rosmer.
Then let me see, Rebecca,—if you for my sake—this very evening[Breaks off.] Oh, no, no, no!
Rebecca.
Yes, Rosmer! Yes! Tell me, and you shall see.
Rosmer.
Have you the courage—have you the will—gladly, as Ulric Brendel said—for my sake, to-night—gladly—to go the same way that Beata went?
