CURT. Your husband, Alice, is a harmless fool who has shown me all sorts of kindnesses——
ALICE. Beware of his kindnesses. I know them.
CURT. Well, well——
ALICE. He has then blinded you also? Can you not see the danger? Don't you notice the snares?
CURT. No.
ALICE. Then your ruin is certain.
CURT. Oh, mercy!
ALICE. Think only, I have to sit here and see disaster stalking you like a cat—I point at it, but you cannot see it.
CURT. Allan, with his unspoiled vision, cannot see it either. He sees nothing but Judith, for that matter, and this seems to me a safeguard of our good relationship.
ALICE. Do you know Judith?