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[In the hall, turns.] You shall never cross my threshold again.

[He takes up his stick and goes out.

[Rosmer stands for a moment in the doorway; then shuts the door and walks up to the table.

Rosmer.

It does not matter, Rebecca. We will see it out, we two faithful friends—you[1] and I.

Rebecca.

What do you think he meant when he said "That was vile"?

Rosmer.

Don't trouble about that, dear. He himself didn't believe what was in his mind. To-morrow I will go and see him. Good-night!

Rebecca.

Are you going upstairs so early to-night? After this?

Rosmer.

To-night as usual. I feel so relieved, now it is over. You see—I am quite calm, Rebecca. Do you, too, take it calmly. Good-night!

Rebecca.

Good-night, dear friend! Sleep well.

[Rosmer goes out by the hall door, his steps are heard ascending the staircase.

1 From this point, and throughout when alone, Rosmer and Rebecca use the du of intimate friendship in speaking to each other.