ADOLF [_probing_]. So you were afraid? What were you afraid of?
THEKLA. Some one has been here. Who was it?
ADOLF. Can't you stand my looking at you?
THEKLA. Not in that way. You aren't accustomed to look at me like that.
ADOLF. How am I looking at you then?
THEKLA. You are spying underneath your eyelids.
ADOLF. Right through. Yes, I want to know what it's like inside.
THEKLA. I don't mind. As you like. I've nothing to hide, but--your very
manner of speaking has changed--you employ expressions. [_Probing._] You
philosophize. Eh? [_She goes toward him in a menacing manner._] Who has
been here?
ADOLF. My doctor--nobody else.
THEKLA. Your doctor! What doctor?
ADOLF. The doctor from Strömastad.
THEKLA. What's his name?
ADOLF. Sjöberg.
THEKLA. What did he say?
ADOLF. Well--he said, among other things--that I'm pretty near getting
epilepsy.
THEKLA [_with a step to the right_]. Among other things! What else did
he say?
ADOLF. Oh, something extremely unpleasant.
THEKLA. Let me hear it.
ADOLF. He forbade us to live together as man and wife for some time.
THEKLA. There you are. I thought as much. They want to separate us. I've
already noticed it for some time.
[_She goes round the circular table toward the right._]
ADOLF. There was nothing for you to notice. There was never the
slightest incident of that description.
THEKLA. What do you mean?
ADOLF. How could it have been possible for you to have seen something
which wasn't there if your fear hadn't heated your imagination to so
violent a pitch that you saw what never existed? As a matter of fact,
what were you afraid of? That I might borrow another's eye so as to see
you as you really were, not as you appeared to me?
THEKLA. Keep your imagination in check, Adolf. Imagination is the beast
in the human soul.
ADOLF. Where did you get this wisdom from? From the pure youths on the
steamer, eh?
THEKLA [_without losing her self-possession_]. Certainly--even youth can
teach one a great deal.
ADOLF. You seem for once in a way, to be awfully keen on youth?
THEKLA [_standing by the door in the center_]. I have always been so,
and that's how it came about that I loved you. Any objection?
ADOLF. Not at all. But I should very much prefer to be the only one.
THEKLA [_coming forward on his right, and joking as though speaking to a
child_]. Let the little brother look here. I've got such a large heart
that there is room in it for a great many, not only for him.
ADOLF. But little brother doesn't want to know anything about the other
brothers.
THEKLA. Won't he just come here and let himself be teased by his little
woman, because he's jealous--no, envious is the right word.
[_Two knocks with a chair are heard from the room on the right._]
ADOLF. No, I don't want to fool about, I want to speak seriously.
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