STRANGER. Where is... Ingeborg?
MOTHER. You know that better than I.
STRANGER. With the lawyer, arranging a divorce....
MOTHER. Why?
STRANGER. I told you. No, it's so far-fetched, you'll think I'm lying to you.
MOTHER. Well, tell me!
STRANGER. She wants a divorce, because I've refused to turn this man out, although he's deranged. She says it's cowardly of me....
MOTHER. I don't believe it.
STRANGER. You see! You only believe what you wish; all the rest is lies. Well, can you find it in accordance with your interests to believe that she's been stealing my letters?
MOTHER. I know nothing of that.