Master Olof : a Drama in Five Acts by August Strindberg
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page 126 of 194 (64%)
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Christine. Why are you always right, Olof? Can you tell me?
Olof. Because I know it pleases you, my dear, to let me be in the right. Christine. Now, you are right again.--What is that you are writing? Olof. I am translating. Christine. Read a little of it to me. Olof. I don't think you could understand it. Christine. Why shouldn't I? Is it not in Swedish? Olof. Yes, but it is too abstract for you. Christine. Abstract? What does that mean? Olof. You wouldn't understand if I told you, but if you don't understand what I read to you, then you understand what is meant by "abstract." Christine (picking up a piece of half-finished embroidery). Go on and read while I work at this. Olof. Listen carefully, then, and forgive me if you find it tedious. |
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