Hella (very emphatically). And then, my dear, I will tell you one thing more. You are compelling me to do so.
Paul. And that is?
Hella. I don't care to lie.
Paul. What do you mean by that?
Hella. I don't care to feign, to these people, feelings that are entirely absent. That is why I am going upstairs.
Paul (very calmly). Does that refer to ... the dead?
Hella. Yes, it does! I did not know him and he did not know me! Did not care to know me. What obligations remain for me? None at all.
Paul. Are you serious?
Hella (bolt upright). In all seriousness. Now it is out.
Paul (quite calm). Very well, then go!