Ghosts by Henrik Ibsen
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OSWALD. I saw her face flush, and then she said, "Yes, I should like it of all things." "Ah, well," I replied, "it might perhaps be managed"--or something like that. MRS. ALVING. And then? OSWALD. Of course I had forgotten all about it; but the day before yesterday I happened to ask her whether she was glad I was to stay at home so long-- MRS. ALVING. Yes? OSWALD. And then she gave me such a strange look, and asked, "But what's to become of my trip to Paris?" MRS. ALVING. Her trip! OSWALD. And so it came out that she had taken the thing seriously; that she had been thinking of me the whole time, and had set to work to learn French-- MRS. ALVING. So that was why--! OSWALD. Mother--when I saw that fresh, lovely, splendid girl standing there before me--till then I had hardly noticed her--but when she stood there as though with open arms ready to receive me-- MRS. ALVING. Oswald! |
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