When We Dead Awaken by Henrik Ibsen
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page 58 of 197 (29%)
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PROFESSOR RUBEK.
[Changing the subject.] H'm--don't let us talk any more of the past--- IRENE. No, no--by all means let us not talk of what is beyond the grave--what is now beyond the grave for me. PROFESSOR RUBEK. Where have you been, Irene? All my inquiries were fruitless--you seemed to have vanished away. IRENE. I went into the darkness--when the child stood transfigured in the light. PROFESSOR RUBEK. Have you travelled much about the world? IRENE. |
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