He said my dream of the walls receding and leaving me alone in a forest indicates a suppressed desire-- HENRIETTA Yes--yes! STEVE To be freed from-- HENRIETTA Yes--freed from--? STEVE Marriage. HENRIETTA [_Crumples. Stares._] Marriage! STEVE He--he may be mistaken, you know. HENRIETTA _May_ be mistaken? STEVE I--well, of course, I hadn’t taken any stock in it myself. It was only your great confidence-- HENRIETTA Stephen, are you telling me that Dr. Russell--Dr. A. E. Russell--told you this? [_STEVE nods._] Told you you have a suppressed desire to separate from _me_? STEVE That’s what he said. HENRIETTA Did he know who you were? STEVE Yes. HENRIETTA That you were married to me? STEVE Yes, he knew that. HENRIETTA And he told you to leave me? STEVE It seems he must be wrong, Henrietta. HENRIETTA [_Rising._] And I’ve sent him more patients--! [_Catches herself and resumes coldly._] What reason did he give for this analysis? STEVE He says the confining walls are a symbol of my feeling about marriage and that their fading away is a wish-fulfillment. HENRIETTA [_Gulping._] Well, is it? Do you want our marriage to end? STEVE It was a great surprise to me that I did. You see I hadn’t known what was in my unconscious mind. HENRIETTA [_Flaming._] What did you tell Dr. Russell about me to make him think you weren’t happy? STEVE I never told him a thing, Henrietta. He got it all from his confounded clever inferences. I--I tried to refute them, but he said that was only part of my self-protective lying. HENRIETTA And that’s why you were so--happy--when you came in just now! STEVE Why, Henrietta, how can you say such a thing? I was _sad_. Didn’t I speak sadly of--of the view? Didn’t I ask how long we had been married? HENRIETTA [_Rising._] Stephen Brewster, have you no sense of the seriousness of this? Dr. Russell doesn’t know what our marriage has been. You do. You should have laughed him down! Confined--in life with me? Did you tell him that I _believe_ in freedom? STEVE I very emphatically told him that his results were a great surprise to me. HENRIETTA But you accepted them. STEVE Oh, not at all. I merely couldn’t refute his arguments. I’m not a psychologist. I came home to talk it over with you. You being a disciple of psychoanalysis-- HENRIETTA If you are going, I wish you would go tonight! STEVE Oh, my dear! I--surely I couldn’t do that! Think of my feelings. And my laundry hasn’t come home. HENRIETTA I ask you to go tonight. Some women would falter at this, Steve, but I am not such a woman. I leave you free. I do not repudiate psychoanalysis; I say again that it has done great things. It has also made mistakes, of course. But since you accept this analysis--[_She sits down and pretends to begin work._] I have to finish this paper. I wish you would leave me. STEVE [_Scratches his head, goes to the inner door._] I’m sorry, Henrietta, about my unconscious mind.