Please don't talk in riddles.
FRAU BEERMANN. These are not very great riddles to you.
BEERMANN. Speak plainly, won't you?
FRAU BEERMANN. No. I am not going to speak more plainly.
BEERMANN. As your husband, I demand it.
FRAU BEERMANN. N-no.
BEERMANN. That is very sad. There should be no secrets at all
between husband and wife.
FRAU BEERMANN. Is this a principle again? Fancy all these great
secrets! [Beermann shrugs his shoulders.] No. Now take it for
granted that I know a thing or two about you.
BEERMANN [with anxiety]. You?
FRAU BEERMANN. Several things. Some which you must know only too
well. After all, that principle of yours has not been violated.
There remain no secrets whatever between us.
BEERMANN. I assure you I shall not rack my brains about it.
FRAU BEERMANN. Nor would I want you to regard me as sitting in
judgment on your acts.
BEERMANN [with a false pathos]. Instead of telling me freely and
frankly of the gossip you have heard about me; then I could defend
myself.
FRAU BEERMANN. That is just what I want to avoid. To me it appears
somewhat childish when a man tries to justify ...
BEERMANN [just as before]. In this manner, the lowest gossip can
destroy the happiness of any family.
FRAU BEERMANN [seriously]. Fritz, really, there is no one
listening to us just now.
BEERMANN. You are not taking me in earnest.
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