When We Dead Awaken by Henrik Ibsen
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--or something like it, I said. Couldn't distinguish very clearly. But I am sure it was something white. THE INSPECTOR. Most remarkable. Was it a gentleman or a lady? PROFESSOR RUBEK. I could almost have sworn it was a lady. But then after it came another figure. And that one was quite dark--like a shadow---. THE INSPECTOR. [Starting.] A dark one? Quite black, perhaps? PROFESSOR RUBEK. Yes, I should almost have said so. THE INSPECTOR. [A light breaking in upon him.] And behind the white figure? Following close upon her---? |
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