BERTHA. And I?
AXEL. You may do what you please, but you must know what you risk. You see in my suit I have applied for one year's separation in bed and board. Should you stay, that is to say, if you should seek me during this time, you would have to choose between imprisonment, or being considered my mistress. Do you feel like staying?
BERTHA. Oh, is that the law?
AXEL. That's the law.
BERTHA. You drive me out, then?
AXEL. No, but the law does.
BERTHA. And you think I'll be satisfied with that?
AXEL. No, I don't, for you won't be satisfied until you have taken all the life out of me.
BERTHA. Axel! How you talk! If you knew how I—love you!
AXEL. That doesn't sound irrational, but I don't love you.