Panny z Wilka (The Young Ladies of Wilko) Page #5

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we were all mad about you.

What are you talking about?

Who was mad?

We all were, especially Fela.

Only now do we know how much.

I don't think Jola was.

She only pretended.

She's always imitated me,

perhaps that's why.

And I was mad about you.

You were in love with me?

Yes, very much.

Now you're not?

No, don't worry.

I forgot all about you.

Your appearance surprised me.

You're completely different.

I've gotten older.

Certainly, but not only that.

You've faded somehow.

But I prefer not seeing you

the way you used to be.

It would destroy my life, put

together with difficulty.

I assure you, you have nothing

to fear from me.

I can't imagine now how one

could love like that.

I think it's even funny.

For great love means humiliation

and absurdity.

Humiliation yes, but absurdity?

Haven't you ever felt the absurdity

of such blind attachment?

No, never.

Then you've never loved.

You're right!

Because I never had time for it.

- Why so much?

- So there's enough for the chosen.

Kazia, it wasn't that

I didn't have time.

I was a coward.

It's good you know that.

Yes, I do.

The tea's ready, we may serve.

Thank you...

Another stage reached.

Likely the last.

Did we get far?

Very far indeed.

What do you want?

I asked you to come because

I wanted to see you.

I came because it was my

mother-in-law's birthday.

I'm returning to Warsaw today.

Go back then.

Stop it!

Help me.

Help.

Which means?

Do something so that I'd...

Why, don't you have enough?

No.

You wanted this separation.

I wanted...

I was afraid to grow old

happily with you.

I won't help you.

Because I don't want to.

It cost me far too much

to stop loving you.

I can't.

Kazia...

What's wrong?

Stop crying!

You know how my husband is.

Having a good time?

Ever been duck hunting?

No.

Then we'll go together.

All right.

Wiktor...

Are you asleep?

Your aunt told me to wake you.

You're going hunting with Tunia.

- I don't want to.

- She'll be here soon!

Have her go home.

It's bad weather for ducks.

I'm not leaving until you get up.

It's too late to go duck hunting!

I'm sorry...

Let's go.

Finally, you woke up!

What sort of books do you read?

All sorts.

Now I'm reading Descartes.

Why are you laughing?

It isn't funny at all.

Because when I was your age,

I used to lie on the grass...

and read books which

I didn't understand.

I didn't understand Hegel,

I studied Kant.

Youth, unknown choices,

a waste of time.

So much time wasted.

Later there was neither time nor

inclination to return to it.

Why do you constantly

talk of the past?

Because it's like this...

like this late wild strawberry.

I take it to my lips...

and sniff...

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