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[Slowly.] And so you have followed me with pride and scorn also in your heart?

And loneliness.

Do you love him still?

I do not even know.

It was that that made me so reserved with you—then—even though I felt your interest in me, even though I felt that I too was something in your life.

You were.

Yet that separated me from you. I was a third person, I felt. Your names were always spoken together, Robert and Beatrice, as long as I can remember. It seemed to me, to everyone

We are first cousins. It is not strange that we were often together.

He told me of your secret engagement with him. He had no secrets from me; I suppose you know that.