Plays by August Strindberg, Second series by August Strindberg
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tastes. I have, in a word, had you for breakfast, dinner, and
supper. It has almost seemed as if the three of us were living together. MAURICE. [To HENRIETTE] Heavens, why didn't you come over here and have a look at this wonder of wonders? Then your curiosity could have been satisfied in a trice. HENRIETTE. Adolphe didn't want it. (ADOLPHE looks embarrassed.) HENRIETTE. Not that he was jealous-- MAURICE. And why should he be, when he knows that my feelings are tied up elsewhere? HENRIETTE. Perhaps he didn't trust the stability of your feelings. MAURICE. I can't understand that, seeing that I am notorious for my constancy. ADOLPHE. Well, it wasn't that-- HENRIETTE. [Interrupting him] Perhaps that is because you have not faced the fiery ordeal-- ADOLPHE. Oh, you don't know-- HENRIETTE. [Interrupting]--for the world has not yet beheld a |
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