Mrs. Alving. Yes, Come. Not a word—! 

 (Grips MANDERS by the arm and walks unsteadily with him into the dining-room.) 

 

 

 ACT II 

 (The same scene. The landscape is still obscured by Mist. MANDERS and MRS. ALVING come in from the dining-room.) 

 Mrs. Alving (calls into the dining-room from the doorway). Aren't you coming in here, Oswald? 

 Oswald. No, thanks; I think I will go out for a bit. 

 Mrs. Alving. Yes, do; the weather is clearing a little. (She shuts the dining-room door, then goes to the hall door and calls.) Regina! 

 Regina (from without). Yes, ma'am? 

 Mrs. Alving. Go down into the laundry and help with the garlands. 

 Regina. Yes, ma'am. 

 (MRS. ALVING satisfies herself that she has gone, then shuts the door.) 

 Manders. I suppose he can't hear us? 

 Mrs. Alving. Not when the door is shut. Besides, he is going out. 

 Manders. I am still quite bewildered. I don't know how I managed to swallow a mouthful of your excellent dinner. 

 Mrs. Alving (walking up and down, and trying to control her agitation). Nor I. But, what are we to do? 

 Manders. Yes, what are we to do? Upon my word I don't know; I am so completely unaccustomed to things of this kind. 

 Mrs. Alving. I am convinced that nothing serious has happened yet. 

 Manders. Heaven forbid! But it is most unseemly behaviour, for all that. 

 Prev. P 30/70 next