Never a ray of sunshine. I don't remember ever
having seen the sunshine once when I have been at home.
Mrs. Alving. Oswald--you are thinking of going away from me!
Oswald. Hm!--(sighs deeply). I am not thinking about anything. I
can't think about anything! (In a low voice.) I have to let that
alone.
Regina (coming from the dining-room). Did you ring, ma'am?
Mrs. Alving. Yes, let us have the lamp in.
Regina. In a moment, ma'am; it is all ready lit. (Goes out.)
Mrs. Alving (going up to OSWALD). Oswald, don't keep anything
back from me.
Oswald. I don't, mother. (Goes to the table.) It seems to me I
have told you a good lot.
(REGINA brings the lamp and puts it upon the table.)
Mrs. Alving. Regina, you might bring us a small bottle of
champagne.
Regina. Yes, ma'am. (Goes out.)
Oswald (taking hold of his mother's face). That's right; I knew
my mother wouldn't let her son go thirsty.
Mrs, Alving. My poor dear boy, how could I refuse you anything
now?
Oswald (eagerly). Is that true, mother? Do you mean it?
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