She spoke jestingly.
"What am I to say to a man who has been away three days from me?
Three!" she repeated, holding up playfully three fingers before Willems' eyes.
He snatched at the hand, but she was on her guard and whisked it behind her back.
"No!" she said.

"I cannot be caught.

But I will come.

I am coming myself because I like.

Do not move.