Axel. You have only told them how matters stand here.
Laura. Never. (A pause.)
Axel (in astonishment). What have you been writing to them all this year, then--a letter every day?
Laura. I have told them everything was going well here.
Axel. Is it possible? All this time? Laura! Dare I believe it? Such consideration--(Comes nearer to her.) Ah, at last, then--?
Laura (frightened). I did it out of consideration for them.
Axel (coldly). For them? Well, I am sorry for them, then. They will soon see how things stand between us.
Laura. They are only to be here a day or two. Then they go abroad.
Axel. Abroad? But I suppose some one is going with them?--you, perhaps?
Laura. You can"t, can you?
Axel. No.--So you are going away from me, Laura!--I am to remain here with Mathilde--it is just like that book.
Laura. With Mathilde? Well--perhaps Mathilde could go with them?
Axel. You know we can"t do without her here--as things are at present.
Laura. Perhaps you would rather I--?
Axel. There is no need for you to ask my leave. You go if you wish.
Laura. Yes, you can do without _me_.--All the same, I think I shall stay!
Axel. You will stay--with me?
Laura. Yes.
Axel (in a happier voice, coming up to her). _That_ is not out of consideration for your parents?
Laura. No, that it isn"t! (He draws back in astonishment. MATHILDE comes in.)
Mathilde. It is all arranged. (To AXEL.) You will stay, then?
Axel (looking at LAURA). I don"t know.--If I go away for these few days, perhaps it will be better.
Mathilde (coming forward). Very well, then I shall go away too!
Laura. You?
Axel. You?
Mathilde. Yes, I don"t want to have anything to do with what happens. (A pause.)
Axel. What do you think will happen?
Mathilde. That is best left unsaid--till anything does happen. (A pause.)
Axel. You are thinking too hardly of your friend now.
Laura (quietly). Mathilde is not my friend.
Axel. Mathilde not your--
Laura (as before). A person who is always deceiving one is no friend.
Axel. Has Mathilde deceived anybody? You are unjust.
Laura (as before). Am I? It is Mathilde"s fault that I am unhappy now.
Axel. Laura!
Laura. My dear, you may defend her, if you choose; but you must allow me to tell you plainly that it is Mathilde"s advice that has guided me from the days of my innocent childhood, and has led me into all the misery I am suffering now! If it were not for her I should not be married to-day and separated from my parents. She came here with me--not to help me, as she pretended--but to be able still to spy on me, quietly and secretly, in her usual way, and afterwards to make use of what she had discovered.
But she devotes herself to you; because she--no, I won"t say it! (With growing vehemence.) Well, just you conspire against me, you two--and see whether I am a child any longer! The tree that you have torn up by the roots and transplanted will yield you no fruit for the first year, however much you shake its branches! I don"t care if things do happen as they do in that story she has taken such pleasure in reading to me; but I shall never live to see the day when I shall beg for any one"s love!
And now my parents are coming to see everything, everything--and that is just what I want them to do! Because I won"t be led like a child, and I won"t be deceived! I won"t! (Stands quite still for a moment, then bursts into a violent fit of crying and runs out.)
Axel (after a pause). What is the meaning of that?
Mathilde. She hates me.
Axel (astonished). When did it come to that?
Mathilde. Little by little. Is it the first time you have noticed it?
Axel (still more astonished). Have you no longer her confidence, then?
Mathilde. No more than you.
Axel. She, who once believed every one--!
Mathilde. Now she believes no one. (A pause.)
Axel. And what is still more amazing--only there is no mistaking it--is that she is jealous!
Mathilde. Yes.
Axel. And of you?--When there is not the slightest foundation--. (Stops involuntarily and looks at her; she crosses the room.)
Mathilde. You should only be glad that this has happened.
Axel. That she is jealous?--or what do you mean?