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THE MAKROPOULOS SECRET lay on my back and wondered and wondered whether I should leave the theater or not. If I could know only just a little bit.

But you do.

Do you really think so? Do you think I ought to go on singing? Then everything would have to end between us. You understand. I should have to give all my time to the stage.

But, Krista, a few minutes every day—twice a day—with me.

That’s just it. It isn’t only a few minutes. Oh, it’s terrible! You know, Janek, I think about you the whole day. Oh, what a nuisance you are! How can I do anything I ought to when I think about you all the time?

And if you want to know, Krista, I—I—can think of nothing but you.

It’s all right for you. You don’t have to sing, and, oh, listen, Janek, I’ve dreamed of triumphs and glories—so you mustn’t hope.