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The Richly Dressed Man
Yes, sir.
The Magistrate
He who takes his life is apt, in his haste and his excitement, to forget something. Is there anything important down there you have left undone? Something to tell someone? Something to undo?
The Richly Dressed Man
My debts
The Magistrate
They do not matter here. Here we are concerned only with the affairs of the soul.
The Richly Dressed Man
Then—if you please—when I left—the house—my youngest son, Oscar—was asleep. I didn't trust myself to wake him—and bid him good-bye. I would have liked—to kiss him good-bye.
The Magistrate
[To The Second.] You will take Dr. Reich back and let him kiss his son Oscar.
The Second
Come with me, please.
