WOMAN. With flowers and lights on the table. One night...
STRANGER. When I was dressed as a bridegroom and you as a bride...
WOMAN. And the candle flames were still as in prayer and the flowers pensive....
STRANGER. Is your husband outside?
WOMAN. No.
STRANGER. You're still seeking... what doesn't exist?
WOMAN. Doesn't it?
STRANGER. No. I always told you so, but you wouldn't believe me; you wanted to find out for yourself. Have you found out now?
WOMAN. Not yet.
STRANGER. Why did you leave your husband? (The WOMAN doesn't reply.) Did he beat you?