There you are right. Life goes its own way—just as if nothing in the world had happened.[happened.]
Rita.
[Gazing straight before her.] And nothing has happened, either. Not to others. Only to us two.
Allmers.
[The pain re-awakening.] Yes, Rita—so it was to no purpose that you bore him in sorrow and anguish. For now he is gone again—and has left no trace behind him.
Rita.
Only the crutch was saved.
Allmers.
[Angrily.] Be silent! Do not let me hear that word!
Rita.