ADOLPH. And if you should tire of me also?
TEKLA. But I won"t!
ADOLPH. If somebody else should turn up--one who had all the qualities you are looking for in a man now--suppose only--then you would leave me?
TEKLA. No.
ADOLPH. If he captivated you? So that you couldn"t live without him?
Then you would leave me, of course?
TEKLA. No, that doesn"t follow.
ADOLPH. But you couldn"t love two at the same time, could you?
TEKLA. Yes! Why not?
ADOLPH. That"s something I cannot understand.
TEKLA. But things exist although you do not understand them. All persons are not made in the same way, you know.
ADOLPH. I begin to see now!
TEKLA. No, really!
ADOLPH. No, really? [A pause follows, during which he seems to struggle with some--memory that will not come back] Do you know, Tekla, that your frankness is beginning to be painful?
TEKLA. And yet it used to be my foremost virtue In your mind, and one that you taught me.
ADOLPH. Yes, but it seems to me as if you were hiding something behind that frankness of yours.
TEKLA. That"s the new tactics, you know.
ADOLPH. I don"t know why, but this place has suddenly become offensive to me. If you feel like it, we might return home--this evening!
TEKLA. What kind of notion is that? I have barely arrived and I don"t feel like starting on another trip.
ADOLPH. But I want to.
TEKLA. Well, what"s that to me?--You can go!
ADOLPH. But I demand that you take the next boat with me!
TEKLA. Demand?--What are you talking about?
ADOLPH. Do you realise that you are my wife?
TEKLA. Do you realise that you are my husband?
ADOLPH. Well, there"s a difference between those two things.
TEKLA. Oh, that"s the way you are talking now!--You have never loved me!
ADOLPH. Haven"t I?
TEKLA. No, for to love is to give.
ADOLPH. To love like a man is to give; to love like a woman is to take.--And I have given, given, given!
TEKLA. Pooh! What have you given?
ADOLPH. Everything!
TEKLA. That"s a lot! And if it be true, then I must have taken it. Are you beginning to send in bills for your gifts now? And if I have taken anything, this proves only my love for you. A woman cannot receive anything except from her lover.
ADOLPH. Her lover, yes! There you spoke the truth! I have been your lover, but never your husband.
TEKLA. Well, isn"t that much more agreeable--to escape playing chaperon?
But if you are not satisfied with your position, I"ll send you packing, for I don"t want a husband.
ADOLPH. No, that"s what I have noticed. For a while ago, when you began to sneak away from me like a thief with his booty, and when you began to seek company of your own where you could flaunt my plumes and display my gems, then I felt, like reminding you of your debt. And at once I became a troublesome creditor whom you wanted to get rid of. You wanted to repudiate your own notes, and in order not to increase your debt to me, you stopped pillaging my safe and began to try those of other people instead. Without having done anything myself, I became to you merely the husband. And now I am going to be your husband whether you like it or not, as I am not allowed to be your lover any longer.
TEKLA. [Playfully] Now he shouldn"t talk nonsense, the sweet little idiot!
ADOLPH. Look out: it"s dangerous to think everybody an idiot but oneself!
TEKLA. But that"s what everybody thinks.
ADOLPH. And I am beginning to suspect that he--your former husband--was not so much of an idiot after all.
TEKLA. Heavens! Are you beginning to sympathise with--him?
ADOLPH. Yes, not far from it,
TEKLA. Well, well! Perhaps you would like to make his acquaintance and pour out your overflowing heart to him? What a striking picture! But I am also beginning to feel drawn to him, as I am growing more and more tired of acting as wetnurse. For he was at least a man, even though he had the fault of being married to me.
ADOLPH. There, you see! But you had better not talk so loud--we might be overheard.
TEKLA. What would it matter if they took us for married people?
ADOLPH. So now you are getting fond of real male men also, and at the same time you have a taste for chaste young men?
TEKLA. There are no limits to what I can like, as you may see. My heart is open to everybody and everything, to the big and the small, the handsome and the ugly, the new and the old--I love the whole world.
ADOLPH. Do you know what that means?
TEKLA. No, I don"t know anything at all. I just FEEL.
ADOLPH. It means that old age is near.