ENGSTRAND. No; she only swore; but she did it that solemn-like.

MANDERS. And you have hidden the truth from me all these years?
Hidden it from me, who have trusted you without reserve, in
everything.

ENGSTRAND. Well, I can't deny it.

MANDERS. Have I deserved this of you, Engstrand? Have I not always
been ready to help you in word and deed, so far as it lay in my
power? Answer me. Have I not?

ENGSTRAND. It would have been a poor look-out for me many a time
but for the Reverend Mr. Manders.

MANDERS. And this is how you reward me! You cause me to enter
falsehoods in the Church Register, and you withhold from me, year
after year, the explanations you owed alike to me and to the truth.
Your conduct has been wholly inexcusable, Engstrand; and from this
time forward I have done with you!

ENGSTRAND. [With a sigh.] Yes! I suppose there's no help for it.

MANDERS. How can you possibly justify yourself?

ENGSTRAND. Who could ever have thought she'd have gone and made bad
worse by talking about it? Will your Reverence just fancy yourself
in the same trouble as poor Johanna--

MANDERS. I!