He looked up.
“Do you think there are many faithless wives?”
“I don’t know. Why shouldn’t there be?”
He leant his head on his hands. Fru Adelheid played with the jar.
“But I can’t understand that people care to go to the theatre.”
“Where would you have them go?”
He pushed back his chair so that he could see her. She remained sitting as she sat and thought of nothing.
“Adelheid,” he said, “I suppose you wouldn’t care to stay at home to-night?”
She lay back in her chair and looked at her hands.
“Oh,” she said, “I wanted to go out to supper.”