Intermezzo: A Love Story Page #3

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out of people like us.

- How are you this evening?

- Thank you, very well.

- Isn't Mrs. Brandt with you?

- No. We had social obligations.

I'm a fugitive from a very

dull dinner party.

What are we going to do?

How about a glass of wine?

- I was going home.

- And so was I. Charles, how about you?

No. Leave me out. After all that music,

I'm ready for my bed.

- Good night, Miss Hoffman, Holger.

- Good night.

We'll have a glass of wine without him.

There must be a caf about.

- It's late for me.

- It's never too late for a glass of wine.

- I adore that part.

- You did like that concert, didn't you?

You have a look in your eye

of someone who has made a feast of music.

- I envied her so.

- You'd like to do that, wouldn't you?

- Be up on that concert stage?

- Yes.

I'll tell you something.

I'd rather it had been you up there playing.

- You're not joking?

- Of course I'm not joking.

Good heavens, what a fool I am!

Of course! Why don't you accompany me?

- Accompany you?

- Yes, on the tour. Take Thomas' place.

- You're not serious?

- I'm perfectly serious.

Why didn't I think of it

the first moment I heard you play?

What are you thinking about?

What do you say?

No, I couldn't do it.

Even if you mean what you say.

But I do mean it. Why couldn't you?

Mr. Stenborg wouldn't forgive me

if I gave up my studies.

Thomas knows that I'm desperately in need

of an accompanist.

He'd be delighted to think

that you're taking his place.

Don't you think it's best for me to stay

and work as hard as I can for a scholarship?

A scholarship? I didn't know.

Now, that's different. In that case,

I think you should stay here and study.

That you would even consider me...

Yes, I know.

You're profoundly honored and all that.

- I am, really.

- I understand.

You know, I'd forgotten all this.

The look one sees on these people's faces.

Yet, it's scarcely any time at all

since I sat in places like this...

with just such boys and girls...

remaking the world to suit ourselves.

Just as they're doing now.

- I would like to have known you then.

- Would you?

You wouldn't have liked me then.

I was poor and awkward.

Much too earnest, worked too hard.

All in all, not a very fetching fellow.

Please don't laugh at me

if I tell you something.

Why should I laugh?

You see...

ever since I first began

to care about music...

- Yes, it seems strange.

- What does?

I had only one idea.

For years I saved every penny I could...

to be able to hear you whenever you played.

Did you? How nice of you to tell me that.

Nice of me?

Think of my being able to tell it to you.

That's what I can't get over.

Here I am, talking to you

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