He
[Rubs his head, thinking]: What shall I do? I have my card, but [smiles] you understand that I don't want my name to be known.
Briquet
Some story, hey?
He
Yes, something like that. Why can't you imagine that I have no name? Can't I lose it as I might lose my hat? Or let someone else take it by mistake? When a stray dog comes to you, you don't ask his name—you simply give him another. Let me be that dog. [Laughing] He—the Dog!
Zinida
Why don't you tell us your name, just the two of us. Nobody else need know it. Unless you should break your neck——
He
[Hesitates]: Honestly? [Zinida shrugs her shoulders.]