Plays: the Father; Countess Julie; the Outlaw; the Stronger by August Strindberg
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page 146 of 215 (67%)
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JEAN. The whole thing.
[Pause. Kristin looks at half empty glasses on table.] KRISTIN. Have you been drinking together, too? JEAN. Yes! KRISTIN. For shame. Look me in the eye. JEAN. Yes. KRISTIN. Is it possible? Is it possible? JEAN [After reflecting]. Yes, it is. KRISTIN. Ugh! That I would never have believed. For shame, for shame! JEAN. You are not jealous of her? KRISTIN. No, not of her. But if it had been Clara or Sophie--then I would have scratched your eyes out. So that is what has happened-- how I can't understand! No, that wasn't very nice! JEAN. Are you mad at her? KRISTIN. No, but with you. That was bad of you, very bad. Poor girl. Do you know what--I don't want to be here in this house any longer where one cannot respect one's betters. |
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