But if he should notice anything ... although I think it very improbable that he is the kind of man who would.... But let us suppose that he concluded from various signs that some such thoughts were passing through your head--would you deny them, if he asked you? CECILIA I believe myself capable of it. AMADEUS (_with a shrinking_) Oh.... Let me tell you, Cecilia.... You are having something definite in mind.... Yes, I am sure of it.... It's a question of some definite prospect. CECILIA (_smiling_) That might be possible. AMADEUS What has happened, Cecilia? CECILIA Nothing. AMADEUS Then there is danger in the air. CECILIA Danger...? What could that mean to us? To him who has no obligations there can be no cause for fear. AMADEUS (_taking her lightly by the arm_) Stop playing with words! I can see through the whole thing just the same.--I know! It has been brought home to me by a number of passages in your letters--although they ceased long ago to have the frankness due to our friendship. That new prospect is Wedius! CECILIA In what respect did my letters fail to be frank? Didn't I write you immediately after the "Onyegin" performance, that there was something fascinating about his personality? AMADEUS So you have said before, of many people. But there was never any such prospect implied in it. CECILIA Everything begins to take on new meanings when you are free. AMADEUS You are not telling me everything.... What has happened? CECILIA Nothing has happened, but (_with sudden decision_) if I had stayed ... who knows.... AMADEUS (_seems to shrink back again; then he walks to and fro; finally he remains standing in the background, near one of the windows_) Poor Sigismund! CECILIA Why pity him? He knows nothing about it. AMADEUS (_resuming his superior tone_) Is that what draws you to Berlin? CECILIA No!... Indeed, no! The spell has been broken ... it seems.... AMADEUS And yet you talk of going about New Year.... CECILIA (_rising_) My dear Amadeus, I am really too tired to discuss that matter to-day. Now I shall say good-night to you. It is quite late. (_She holds out her hand to him_) AMADEUS (_faltering_) Good-night, Cecilia!... (_He clings to her hand_) You have been gone three weeks. I shall leave early the day after to-morrow--and when _I_ return, you will be gone, I suppose.... There can't be so very much to your friendship, if you won't stay and talk a while with me under such circumstances. CECILIA What's the use of being sentimental? Leave-takings are familiar things to us. AMADEUS That's true. But nevertheless this will be a new kind of leave-taking, and a new kind of home-coming also. CECILIA Well, seeing that it had to turn out this way.... AMADEUS But neither of us ever imagined that it would turn out this way. CECILIA Oh? AMADEUS