Are you keeping nothing from me? (He turns away.) Michael, here is a letter in which I have written something I can't well say to you. Will you promise not to open it till luncheon is over?
Kellinghausen.
Yes.
Beata.
You give me your word?
Kellinghausen.
Yes.
Beata (giving him the letter).
Here it is.
Kellinghausen.