Ellida.
You shall not make yourself unhappy for my sake; especially as it would do us no good, after all.
Wangel.
You have promised to tell me everything—exactly as it stands.
Ellida.
I will tell you as well as I can,—and as far as I understand things.—Come here and sit by me.
[They seat themselves upon the stones.
Wangel. Well, Ellida? Well?
Ellida.
That day when you came out there and asked me if I could and would be yours—you spoke to me frankly and openly about your first marriage. You said it had been very happy.
Wangel. And so it was.
Ellida.
Yes, yes; I do not doubt it, dear. That is not why I speak of it now. I only want to remind you that I, on my side, was frank with you. I told you quite openly that I had once in my life cared for some one else. That it had come to—a sort of betrothal between us.
Wangel. A sort of?
Ellida. Yes, something of the kind. Well, it lasted
