Yes, if you want to have done with me, please say so right out. And I will go that instant.
[With an almost imperceptible smile.] Do you intend that as a threat, Maia?
There can be no threat for you in what I said.
[Rising.] No, I confess you are right there. [Adds after a pause.] You and I cannot possibly go on living together like this—–
Well? And then—–?
There is no “then” about it. [With emphasis on his words.] Because we two cannot go on living together alone—it does not necessarily follow that we must part.
[Smiles scornfully.] Only draw away from each other a little, you mean?
[Shakes his head.] Even that is not necessary.
Well then? Come out with what you want to do with me.
[With some hesitation.] What I now feel so keenly—and so painfully— that I require, is to have some one about me who really and truly stands close to me—–
[Interrupts him anxiously.] Don’t I do that, Rubek?
[Waving her aside.] Not in that sense. What I need is the companionship of another person who can, as it were, complete me— supply what is wanting in me—be one with me in all my striving.
[Slowly.] It’s true that things like that are a great deal too hard for me.
Oh no, they are not at all in your line, Maia.
[With an outburst.] And heaven knows I don’t want them to be, either!
I know that very well.—And it was with no idea of finding any such help in my life-work that I married you.
[Observing him closely.] I can see in your face that you are thinking of some one else.
Indeed? I have never noticed before that you were a thought-reader. But you can see that, can you?