When We Dead Awaken by Henrik Ibsen
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page 37 of 197 (18%)
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No, how could I be mistaken in that?
PROFESSOR RUBEK. [Looks at him with eager interest.] You have heard her yourself? THE INSPECTOR. Yes. I myself have spoken to her--several times.--Only a few words, however; she is far from communicative. But--- PROFESSOR RUBEK. But Norwegian it was? THE INSPECTOR. Thoroughly good Norwegian--perhaps with a little north-country accent. PROFESSOR RUBEK. [Gazing straight before him in amazement, whispers.] That too? MAIA. |
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