When We Dead Awaken by Henrik Ibsen
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PROFESSOR RUBEK. Indeed I do, Maia. MAIA. I alone? Not the people here? PROFESSOR RUBEK. Oh yes, they too--a little, perhaps. And not at all in the direction of amiability. That I readily admit. MAIA. I should think you must admit it, indeed. PROFESSOR RUBEK. [Changing the subject.] Do you know how it affects me when I look at the life of the people around us here? MAIA. |
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