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Rosmersholm by Henrik Ibsen
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Mrs. Helseth. He actually comes straight over the wooden bridge,
he does for all that she was his own sister. Well, I will go in
and get the supper laid, miss. (Goes out to the right. REBECCA
stands still for a moment, then waves her hand out of the window,
nodding and smiling. Darkness is beginning to fall.)

Rebecca (going to the door on the right and calling through it).
Mrs. Helseth, I am sure you won't mind preparing something extra
nice for supper? You know what dishes Mr. Kroll is especially
fond of.

Mrs. Helseth. Certainly, miss. I will.

Rebecca (opening the door into the lobby). At last, Mr. Kroll! I
am so glad to see you!

Kroll (coming into the lobby and putting down his stick). Thank
you. Are you sure I am not disturbing you?

Rebecca. You? How can you say such a thing?

Kroll (coming into the room). You are always so kind. (Looks
round the room.) Is John up in his room?

Rebecca. No, he has gone out for a walk. He is later than usual
of coming in, but he is sure to be back directly. (Points to the
sofa.) Do sit down and wait for him.

Kroll (putting down his hat). Thank you. (Sits down and looks
about him.) How charmingly pretty you have made the old room
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