He reached up among the branches and began to pick the sweet insipid fruit, long ivory colored berries tipped with faint pink like white coral that fall to the ground unheeded all summer through. He dropped a handful into her lap. Yes, don't you? Oh, ever so much. Only he seems kind of staid and schoolteachery. When she used to tell me about him, I always wondered whether she wasn't a little in love with him. It would serve you all right if she walked off with Karl. I like to talk to Karl about New York and what a fellow can do there. Oh, Emil, surely you are not thinking of going off there. Marie's face fell under his brooding gaze. I'm sure Alexandra hopes you will stay on here, she murmured. I don't want to stand around and look on. I want to be doing something on my own account. Sometimes I don't want to do anything at all, and sometimes I want to pull the four corners of the divide together. He threw out his arm and brought it back with a jerk, so like a tablecloth. I get tired of seeing men and horses going up and down, up and down. I wish you weren't so restless and didn't get so worked up over things, she said sadly. Thank you, he returned shortly. And you never used to be cross to me. I can't play with you like a little boy any more, he said slowly. That's what you miss, Marie. But Emil, if I understand, then all our good times are over. We can never do nice things together any more. And anyhow, there's nothing to understand. That won't last. It will go away and things will be just as they used to. I pray for you, but that's not the same as if you prayed yourself.