Ghosts by Henrik Ibsen
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REGINA. _Pied de mouton_. ENGSTRAND. Is that English, eh? REGINA. Yes. ENGSTRAND. Ay, ay; you've picked up some learning out here; and that may come in useful now, Regina. REGINA. [After a short silence.] What do you want with me in town? ENGSTRAND. Can you ask what a father wants with his only child? A'n't I a lonely, forlorn widower? REGINA. Oh, don't try on any nonsense like that with me! Why do you want me? ENGSTRAND. Well, let me tell you, I've been thinking of setting up in a new line of business. REGINA. [Contemptuously.] You've tried that often enough, and much good you've done with it. ENGSTRAND. Yes, but this time you shall see, Regina! Devil take me-- REGINA. [Stamps.] Stop your swearing! ENGSTRAND. Hush, hush; you're right enough there, my girl. What I wanted to say was just this--I've laid by a very tidy pile from |
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