lay on my back and wondered and wondered whether I should leave the theater or not. If I could know only just a little bit.
Janek
But you do.
Kristina
Do you really think so? Do you think I ought to go on singing? Then everything would have to end between us. You understand. I should have to give all my time to the stage.
Janek
But, Krista, a few minutes every day—twice a day—with me.
Kristina
That’s just it. It isn’t only a few minutes. Oh, it’s terrible! You know, Janek, I think about you the whole day. Oh, what a nuisance you are! How can I do anything I ought to when I think about you all the time?
Janek
And if you want to know, Krista, I—I—can think of nothing but you.
Kristina
It’s all right for you. You don’t have to sing, and, oh, listen, Janek, I’ve dreamed of triumphs and glories—so you mustn’t hope.
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