Plays: the Father; Countess Julie; the Outlaw; the Stronger by August Strindberg
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page 109 of 215 (50%)
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JULIE. Where did you learn to use words like that? Have you frequented the theatres much? JEAN. I have frequented many places, I have! JULIE. But you were born here in this neighborhood? JEAN. My father was a deputy under the public prosecutor, and I saw Miss Julie as a child--although she didn't see me! JULIE. No, really? JEAN. Yes, I remember one time in particular. But I mustn't talk about that. JULIE. Oh yes, do, when was it? JEAN. No really--not now, another time perhaps. JULIE. "Another time" is a good for nothing. Is it so dreadful then? JEAN. Not dreadful--but it goes against the grain. [Turns and points to Kristin, who has fallen asleep in a chair near stove]. Look at her. JULIE. She'll make a charming wife! Does she snore too? JEAN. No, but she talks in her sleep. |
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