[Shrugs her shoulders.] Lives? Lives? In reality I have killed him—
[Start.] Killed—!
Killed him with a fine sharp dagger which I always have with me in bed—
[Vehemently.] I don't believe you, Irene!
[With a gentle smile.] Indeed you may believe it, Arnold.
[Looks compassionately at her.] Have you never had a child?
Yes, I have had many children.
And where are your children now?
I killed them.
[Severely.] Now you are telling me lies again!