PEHR. And now, Lisa, what do people value most in a person?

LISA. I'm ashamed to say it.

PEHR. You must tell me!

LISA. Gold.

PEHR. Gold? But that is something outside the person which does not
belong to his being.

LISA. Yes, that is known; but it is so nevertheless.

PEHR. What extraordinary qualities does gold possess?

LISA. All! It is good for everything--and nothing. It gives all
that earth has to offer; in itself it is the most perfect of all
the earth's products which rust cannot spot--but which can put
rust-spots into souls.

PEHR. Well, then! Will you follow me, Lisa?

LISA. I will always follow you--at a distance.

PEHR. At a distance! and why not near me? Lisa, now I shall put my
arm around your waist again. [Lisa tears herself away; bird sings.]
Why do you run away?

LISA. Ask the bird!