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Page 59
LADY. ... that was my intention; but when I got there, I laid
information against the werewolf for a breach of the peace and
attempted murder.
STRANGER. But he's guilty of neither!
LADY. No, but I laid the information all the same. ... And when I
was there, he came himself to lay information against me for
bearing false witness. Then I went to the lawyer and he told me
that I could expect a sentence of at least a month. Think of it, my
child will be born in prison! How can I escape from that? Help me.
You can. Speak!
STRANGER. Yes, I can help you. But, if I do, don't revenge yourself
on me afterwards.
LADY. How little you know me. But tell me quickly.
STRANGER. I must take the blame on myself, and say I sent you.
LADY. How generous you are! Am I rid of the whole business now?
STRANGER. Dry your eyes, my child, and take comfort. But tell me
about something else, that's nothing to do with this. Did you leave
this purse here? (The LADY is embarrassed.) Tell me!
LADY. Has such a thing ever happened before?
STRANGER. Yes. The 'other one' wanted to discover, in this way,
whether I stole. The first time it happened I wept, because I was
still young and innocent.
LADY. Oh no!
STRANGER. Now you seem to me the most wretched creature on earth.
LADY. Is that why you love me?
STRANGER. No. You've been stealing my letters, too! Answer, yes!
And that's why you wanted to prove me a thief with this purse.
LADY. What have you got there, on the table.
STRANGER. Lightning!
(There is a flash of lightning, but no thunder.)
LADY. Aren't you afraid?
STRANGER. Yes, sometimes; but not of what you fear.
(The contorted face of the DOCTOR appears outside the window.)
LADY. Is there a cat in the room? I feel uneasy.
STRANGER. I don't think so. Yet I too have a feeling that there's
someone here.
LADY (turning and seeing the DOCTOR's face; then screaming and
hurrying to the STRANGER for protection.) Oh! There he is!
STRANGER. Where? Who?
(The DOCTOR'S face disappears.)
LADY. There, at the window. It's he!
STRANGER. I can see no one. You must be wrong.
LADY. No, I saw him. The werewolf! Can't we be rid of him?
STRANGER. Yes, we could. But it'd be useless, because he has an
immortal soul, which is bound to yours.
LADY. If I'd only known that before!
STRANGER. It's surely in the Catechism.
LADY. Then let us die!
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