Hella (steps up to Paul, lays her hand on his shoulder and says kindly). Paul!
Paul. And?
Hella. Be a man, Paul! I beg of you.
Paul (looks up, with a deep breath). That is just what I intend to do.
Hella. For two days you have been walking around without saying a word. That surely cannot continue.
Paul. That will not continue, I am sure.
Hella. Why don't you speak? What have I done to you?
Paul (bitterly). You to me?... Nothing.
Hella. See here, Paul, I stayed here on your account, longer than I had intended and than seems justifiable to me.
Paul. Why did you? I did not ask you again.