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GILBERT: From what you say, I take it that he is not the
ight man for you either?
MARGARET: I did'nt say that.
GILBERT: Do you realize that he simply enslaves you -
salls you to earth; that to satisfy his ego, he weeks to
estroy your individuality? Think of thejearet you once
here! Think of the freedom in which you mightWelop - with
which you leved me. When I think of thoseies tolented people
with whom you associated at that time; of the follows who
sembled about me, who were also yours. Do you never long to
return? Do you never think of the little room, with
the balcony under which the Isar marmurs? (He has taken her
and and draw a closer to her).
MARGARET: Oh God!
GILBERT: It can be so again. I will make you a proposition,
Margaret. If he comes back, tellhim there are still urgent
matters for you to attend to in Munich, and spend that time
with me. Margaret, you are so beautiful. We will again be as
happy as we once were. Do you remember, (very near), "I hung
about your neok" -
MARGARET: No, no. Go, go, I say, I no longer love you.
GILBERT: Oh, ah, I beg your pardon. (Pause). Good bye,
GILBERT: From what you say, I take it that he is not the
ight man for you either?
MARGARET: I did'nt say that.
GILBERT: Do you realize that he simply enslaves you -
salls you to earth; that to satisfy his ego, he weeks to
estroy your individuality? Think of thejearet you once
here! Think of the freedom in which you mightWelop - with
which you leved me. When I think of thoseies tolented people
with whom you associated at that time; of the follows who
sembled about me, who were also yours. Do you never long to
return? Do you never think of the little room, with
the balcony under which the Isar marmurs? (He has taken her
and and draw a closer to her).
MARGARET: Oh God!
GILBERT: It can be so again. I will make you a proposition,
Margaret. If he comes back, tellhim there are still urgent
matters for you to attend to in Munich, and spend that time
with me. Margaret, you are so beautiful. We will again be as
happy as we once were. Do you remember, (very near), "I hung
about your neok" -
MARGARET: No, no. Go, go, I say, I no longer love you.
GILBERT: Oh, ah, I beg your pardon. (Pause). Good bye,