TEKLA. [Shows agitation, but manages to control herself] Oh, is it you?

GUSTAV. Yes, it's me---I beg your pardon!

TEKLA. Which way did you come?

GUSTAV. By land. But---I am not going to stay, as---

TEKLA. Oh, there is no reason why you shouldn't.---Well, it was some time ago---

GUSTAV. Yes, some time.

TEKLA. You have changed a great deal.

GUSTAV. And you are as charming as ever, A little younger, if anything. Excuse me, however---I am not going to spoil your happiness by my presence. And if I had known you were here, I should never---

TEKLA. If you don't think it improper, I should like you to stay.

GUSTAV. On my part there could be no objection, but I fear---well, whatever I say, I am sure to offend you.

TEKLA. Sit down a moment. You don't offend me, for you possess that rare