What do you mean?
SYLVESTER.
That it’s best for us both to put an end to this farce that we’re living. I mean, that I love another woman.
MRS. SYLVESTER [rising].
You!
SYLVESTER.
Perhaps that seems to you impossible. You thought, perhaps, that I was dull and stupid enough to go on with this empty life of ours to the end. I thought so too, but I was wrong. I love this woman, and I’ve told her so——
MRS. SYLVESTER [with jealousy].
Who is she?
SYLVESTER.