LADY. Of the riddle: why we had to meet?
STRANGER. Why did we have to?
LADY. To torture one another.
STRANGER. Is that all?
LADY. You thought you could save me from a werewolf, who really was no such thing, and so you become one yourself. And then I was to save you from evil by taking all the evil in you on myself, and I did so; but the result was that you only became more evil. My poor deliverer! Now you're bound hand and foot and no magician can set you free.
STRANGER. Farewell, and thank you for all you've done.
LADY. Farewell, and thank you... for this! (She points to the cradle.)
STRANGER (going towards the back). First perhaps I ought to take my leave in there.
LADY. Yes, my dear. Do!
(The STRANGER goes out through the door at the back. The LADY crosses to the door on the right and lets in the DOMINICAN—who is also the BEGGAR.)