STRANGER. Why not?
LADY. I believe there are things I've not yet done. Perhaps I've not suffered enough.
STRANGER. Is that the purpose of life?
LADY. It seems to be. (Pause.) Now I want to ask one thing of you.
STRANGER. Well?
LADY. Don't blaspheme against heaven again, or compare yourself with the Creator, for then you remind me of Caesar at home.
STRANGER (excitedly). Caesar! How can you say that...?
LADY. I'm sorry if I've said anything I shouldn't. It was foolish of me to say 'at home.' Forgive me.
STRANGER. You were thinking that Caesar and I resemble one another in our blasphemies?
LADY. Of course not.