“What nonsense!” said Zinaïda. “Well, imagine, for instance, you are married, and tell us how you would treat your wife. Would you lock her up?”
“Yes, I should lock her up.”
“And would you stay with her yourself?”
“Yes, I should certainly stay with her myself.”
“Very good. Well, but if she got sick of that, and she deceived you?”
“I should kill her.”
“And if she ran away?”
“I should catch her up and kill her all the same.”
“Oh. And suppose now I were your wife, what would you do then?”
Byelovzorov was silent a minute. “I should kill myself….”