So now what? What use is that information ultimately to her, she is no further advanced, except now she also feels ashamed. Outside the sun is shining, why doesn’t she do something constructive, something healthy, go for a walk, read a book, work. Just because he makes stupid choices, it doesn’t follow that she has to. If he is deceiving her, then let him deceive her, it will come out eventually and then she will catch him. Just because he is being an idiot, it doesn’t follow that she has to be one. Even if she found the information she was looking for, she still couldn’t stop him, but she can stop herself from making poor choices, from demeaning herself. Ida! Take a look at yourself! Outside the sun is shining, the sky is blue while you are inside, sitting by the phone, trapped by thoughts of Arnold with another. If you were on your deathbed, Ida, watching your life flash past, what would you think about the time you sat by the telephone, calling total strangers, asking pointless questions, which got you nowhere except deeper into futility. Trapped, impotent, surrendered, paralysed. It’s wasted time, Ida, shame on you! Go out into the world and do something, live, don’t shame yourself to death.