MRS. ALVING. [Wrings her hands and walks, in silent struggle, backwards and forwards.]
OSWALD. [After a while, looks up and remains resting upon his elbow.] If it had only been something inherited--something one wasn"t responsible for! But this! To have thrown away so shamefully, thoughtlessly, recklessly, one"s own happiness, one"s own health, everything in the world--one"s future, one"s very life--!
MRS. ALVING. No, no, my dear, darling boy; this is impossible! [Bends over him.] Things are not so desperate as you think.
OSWALD. Oh, you don"t know--[Springs up.] And then, mother, to cause you all this sorrow! Many a time I have almost wished and hoped that at bottom you didn"t care so very much about me.
MRS. ALVING. I, Oswald? My only boy! You are all I have in the world!
The only thing I care about!
OSWALD. [Seizes both her hands and kisses them.] Yes, yes, I see it.
When I"m at home, I see it, of course; and that"s almost the hardest part for me.--But now you know the whole story and now we won"t talk any more about it to-day. I daren"t think of it for long together. [Goes up the room.] Get me something to drink, mother.
MRS. ALVING. To drink? What do you want to drink now?
OSWALD. Oh, anything you like. You have some cold punch in the house.
MRS. ALVING. Yes, but my dear Oswald--
OSWALD. Don"t refuse me, mother. Do be kind, now! I must have something to wash down all these gnawing thoughts. [Goes into the conservatory.]
And then--it"s so dark here! [MRS. ALVING pulls a bell-rope on the right.] And this ceaseless rain! It may go on week after week, for months together. Never to get a glimpse of the sun! I can"t recollect ever having seen the sun shine all the times I"ve been at home.
MRS. ALVING. Oswald--you are thinking of going away from me.
OSWALD. H"m--[Drawing a heavy breath.]--I"m not thinking of anything. I cannot think of anything! [In a low voice.] I let thinking alone.
REGINA. [From the dining-room.] Did you ring, ma"am?
MRS. ALVING. Yes; let us have the lamp in.
REGINA. Yes, ma"am. It"s ready lighted. [Goes out.]
MRS. ALVING. [Goes across to OSWALD.] Oswald, be frank with me.
OSWALD. Well, so I am, mother. [Goes to the table.] I think I have told you enough.
[REGINA brings the lamp and sets it upon the table.]
MRS. ALVING. Regina, you may bring us a small bottle of champagne.
REGINA. Very well, ma"am. [Goes out.]
OSWALD. [Puts his arm round MRS. ALVING"s neck.] That"s just what I wanted. I knew mother wouldn"t let her boy go thirsty.
MRS. ALVING. My own, poor, darling Oswald; how could I deny you anything now?
OSWALD. [Eagerly.] Is that true, mother? Do you mean it?
MRS. ALVING. How? What?
OSWALD. That you couldn"t deny me anything.
MRS. ALVING. My dear Oswald--
OSWALD. Hush!
REGINA. [Brings a tray with a half-bottle of champagne and two gla.s.ses, which she sets on the table.] Shall I open it?
OSWALD. No, thanks. I will do it myself.
[REGINA goes out again.]
MRS. ALVING. [Sits down by the table.] What was it you meant--that I musn"t deny you?
OSWALD. [Busy opening the bottle.] First let us have a gla.s.s--or two.
[The cork pops; he pours wine into one gla.s.s, and is about to pour it into the other.]
MRS. ALVING. [Holding her hand over it.] Thanks; not for me.
OSWALD. Oh! won"t you? Then I will!
[He empties the gla.s.s, fells, and empties it again; then he sits down by the table.]
MRS. ALVING. [In expectancy.] Well?
OSWALD. [Without looking at her.] Tell me--I thought you and Pastor Manders seemed so odd--so quiet--at dinner to-day.
MRS. ALVING. Did you notice it?
OSWALD. Yes. H"m--[After a short silence.] Tell me: what do you think of Regina?
MRS. ALVING. What do I think?
OSWALD. Yes; isn"t she splendid?
MRS. ALVING. My dear Oswald, you don"t know her as I do--
OSWALD. Well?
MRS. ALVING. Regina, unfortunately, was allowed to stay at home too long. I ought to have taken her earlier into my house.
OSWALD. Yes, but isn"t she splendid to look at, mother? [He fills his gla.s.s.]
MRS. ALVING. Regina has many serious faults--
OSWALD. Oh, what does that matter? [He drinks again.]
MRS. ALVING. But I am fond of her, nevertheless, and I am responsible for her. I wouldn"t for all the world have any harm happen to her.