Narrator: O felt defiled and guilty at having found pleasure in the arms of a stranger. But later, her lover explained that he felt the more he gave her to others, the dearer she was to him. The fact that he could, was the proof that she belonged to him.
Rene: One can give only what really belongs to you.
O: Hmm?
Rene: No, don't speak. You heard yesterday that as long as you are here, you are not to look a man in the face. Nor speak to him. From now on, you'll observe that rule with me as well. You are mine, but before you enter the world of silence, it is important to me you say two words, no more. It's the name of the person for whom I brought you here... and that you'll meet soon, I swear.
[whispers into her ear:]
Rene: Sir Stefan.
O: [repeats reverently] Sir Stefan.
