Ghosts by Henrik Ibsen
page 82 of 120 (68%)
page 82 of 120 (68%)
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-a whole month. Never a ray of sunshine. I don't remember ever
having seen the sunshine once when I have been at home. Mrs. Alving. Oswald--you are thinking of going away from me! Oswald. Hm!--(sighs deeply). I am not thinking about anything. I can't think about anything! (In a low voice.) I have to let that alone. Regina (coming from the dining-room). Did you ring, ma'am? Mrs. Alving. Yes, let us have the lamp in. Regina. In a moment, ma'am; it is all ready lit. (Goes out.) Mrs. Alving (going up to OSWALD). Oswald, don't keep anything back from me. Oswald. I don't, mother. (Goes to the table.) It seems to me I have told you a good lot. (REGINA brings the lamp and puts it upon the table.) Mrs. Alving. Regina, you might bring us a small bottle of champagne. Regina. Yes, ma'am. (Goes out.) Oswald (taking hold of his mother's face). That's right; I knew my mother wouldn't let her son go thirsty. |
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