Kroll. And what then? What is your answer?
Rosmer. [Still quiet and self-restrained.] To such an unheard-of? The only fitting answer would be to point to the door.
Kroll. [Rises.] Well and good.
Rosmer. [Stands in front of him.] Listen to me. For more than a year—ever since Beata left us—Rebecca West and I have lived alone here at Rosmersholm. During all that time you have known of Beata's accusation against us. But I have never for a moment noticed that you disapproved of Rebecca's living in my house.
Kroll. I did not know till yesterday evening that it was an unbelieving man who was living with an—emancipated woman.
Rosmer. Ah! Then you do not believe that purity of mind is to be found among the unbelieving and the emancipated? You do not believe that morality may be an instinctive law of their nature!
Kroll. I have no great faith in the morality that is not founded on the teachings of the Church.
Rosmer. And you mean this to apply to Rebecca and me? To the relation between us two?
