Robert. What further proof do you want? Didn't he admit everything to me with the most brutal frankness? Or did Alma try to lie about it? And to cap the climax, last evening I was in Michalski's house. Everything was beautifully arranged. Your dear daughter Auguste had prepared a secret nest, with curtains and carpets and red hanging lamps. She kept watch at the door herself and was--paid, paid for it! The cur was in my hands yesterday. If I had only finished him then!
Frau Heinecke. Why, Robert----
Robert. Be still! He promised satisfaction. I accomplished that much at least. He saw I was ready for anything. He said he would find means of giving me satisfaction by to-day. I thought of the poor little girl's future and let him go.
Frau Heinecke. Well, I never suspected anything wrong.
Robert. You must have seen it coming. What did you think when he brought her home so late at night?
Frau Heinecke. When a person is asleep, he's glad enough he don't have to think. Besides, she had a latchkey.
Robert. But you couldn't neglect the fact that if he brought her home he must have met her somewhere in the city.
Frau Heinecke. Well, yes. I thought she was going with him.
Robert. I don't know what you mean.
Frau Heinecke. She was going with him.