He writes in a measured letter to Ida that he doesn’t have to explain himself to her. Yes, I went to a party and no, I didn’t go home alone, he writes so she can really imagine it for herself. Besides, my student is a grown-up, he writes, she is thirty-four years old. It is not what Ida thinks. Ida has been invited to a seminar on alternative theatre in Trondheim. It must have been advertised in Adresseavisen, the Trondheim newspaper, or he might have seen the leaflet, which says that she will be on the panel, because he concludes his letter with: I see you’re coming to Trondheim. I will be in Bergen and Kjersti in Stavanger. Fuck you, Arnold. As if she would contact him against his will. Intrude on him. Or his wife. Track down his wife and tell her about his infidelity. Break up the happy family. Take revenge, be the homewrecker. As if she would be that stupid. As if she thinks she can win that way. As if she has no self-respect, as if she doesn’t think she can be loved without begging and threatening.