Ghosts by Henrik Ibsen
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Orphanage, and I expect there will be a fine kick-up here and
plenty of good strong drink, don't you know. And no one shall say of Jacob Engstrand that be can't hold off when temptation comes in his way. Regina. Oho! Engstrand. Yes, because there will be a lot of fine folk here tomorrow. Parson Manders is expected from town, too. Regina: What's more, he's coming today. Engstrand. There you are! And I'm going to be precious careful he doesn't have anything to say against me, do you see? Regina. Oh, that's your game, is it? Engstrand. What do you mean? Regina (with a significant look at him). What is it you want to humbug Mr. Manders out of this time? Engstrand. Sh! Sh! Are you crazy? Do you suppose I would want to humbug Mr. Manders? No, no--Mr. Manders has always been too kind a friend for me to do that. But what I wanted to talk to you about, was my going back home tonight. Regina. The sooner you go, the better I shall be pleased. Engstrand. Yes, only I want to take you with me, Regina. |
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