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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