CHRISTINE. Let me—do let me—No, I daren't. [Eleonora listens.]
ELIS. Why do you torture me?
CHRISTINE. I'll regret it, I know. So be it! Elis, let me go to the recital this evening.
ELIS. What recital?
CHRISTINE. Haydn's "Seven Words on the Cross," at the cathedral.
ELIS. With whom?
CHRISTINE. Alice.
ELIS. And?
CHRISTINE. Peter!
ELIS. With Peter?