I can't——can you, Wendla?

Wendla.

I should simply have asked her.

Martha.

I lay on the floor and shrieked and howled. Then Papa came in. Rip——he tore off my chemise. Out of the door I went. There you have it!——I only wanted to get out in the street that way——

Wendla.

But that is not so, Martha.

Martha.

I froze. I was locked up. I had to sleep all night in a sack.

Thea.