MOTHER. Yes, I can.
STRANGER. It's a lie.
MOTHER. We're no longer speaking kindly. We must stop. Can you sleep in the attic?
STRANGER. I can't sleep anywhere.
MOTHER. Still, I'll say good-night to you, whether you think I mean it, or not.
STRANGER. You're sure there are no rats in the attic? I don't fear ghosts, but rats aren't pleasant.
MOTHER. I'm glad you don't fear ghosts, for no one's slept a whole night there... whatever the cause may be.
STRANGER (after a moment's hesitation). Never have I met a more wicked woman than you. The reason is: you have religion.
MOTHER. Good-night!
Curtain.