The collected works of Henrik Ibsen, Vol. 07 (of 11)Ibsen, Henrik
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The collected works of Henrik Ibsen, Vol. 07 (of 11)
Ibsen, Henrik
Ibsen, Henrik, 1828-1906 -- Translations into English; Norwegian drama -- Translations into English
[_Turning round, surprised and pleased._] No, really! Good-morning,
Pastor Manders. Is the steamer in already?
MANDERS.
It is just in. [_Enters the sitting-room._] Terrible weather we have
been having lately.
REGINA.
[_Follows him._] It’s such blessëd weather for the country, sir.
MANDERS.
No doubt; you are quite right. We townspeople give too little thought to
that.
[_He begins to take off his overcoat._
REGINA.
Oh, mayn’t I help you?—There! Why, how wet it is? I’ll just hang it up
in the hall. And your umbrella, too—I’ll open it and let it dry.
[_She goes out with the things through the second door on the
right._ PASTOR MANDERS _takes off his travelling-bag and
lays it and his hat on a chair. Meanwhile_ REGINA _comes in
again._
MANDERS.
Ah, it’s a comfort to get safe under cover. I hope everything is going
on well here?
REGINA.
Yes, thank you, sir.
MANDERS.
You have your hands full, I suppose, in preparation for to-morrow?
REGINA.
Yes, there’s plenty to do, of course.
MANDERS.
And Mrs. Alving is at home, I trust?
REGINA.
Oh dear, yes. She’s just upstairs, looking after the young master’s
chocolate.
MANDERS.
Yes, by-the-bye—I heard down at the pier that Oswald had arrived.
REGINA.
Yes, he came the day before yesterday. We didn’t expect him before
to-day.
MANDERS.
Quite strong and well, I hope?
REGINA.
Yes, thank you, quite; but dreadfully tired with the journey. He has
made one rush right through from Paris—the whole way in one train, I
believe. He’s sleeping a little now, I think; so perhaps we’d better
talk a little quietly.
MANDERS.
Sh!—as quietly as you please.
REGINA.
[_Arranging an arm-chair beside the table._] Now, do sit down, Pastor
Manders, and make yourself comfortable. [_He sits down; she places a
footstool under his feet._] There! Are you comfortable now, sir?
MANDERS.
Thanks, thanks, extremely so. [_Looks at her._] Do you know, Miss
Engstrand, I positively believe you have grown since I last saw you.
REGINA.
Do you think so, sir? Mrs. Alving says I’ve filled out too.
MANDERS.
Filled out? Well, perhaps a little; just enough.
[_Short pause._
REGINA.
Shall I tell Mrs. Alving you are here?
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