Hella (opens the door in the background, enters and looks around). Are you here, Paul? (She has thrown a shawl around her.)
Paul (jumps up, disappointed). Hella, you? (Sits down.)
Hella (approaches). Yes, it is I, Hella! Who else? Were you expecting some one else?
Paul (painfully). Why do you still insist upon coming? Don't make it unnecessarily hard for both of us.
Hella (calmly). I am waiting for an explanation from you. Since you will not give it to me of your own accord, I am compelled to get it. It seems to me I have a right to claim it.
Paul. You certainly have.
Hella (with folded arms). Please, then!
Paul. Hella, what is the purpose of this? You do know everything now!
Hella. I know nothing. I should like to find out from you.
Paul (gets up). Very well, then I will tell you.