Indeed, that is just the subject we must venture upon.
Do you know of anything that would stifle your doubts? For I know
of nothing in the world.
Rosmer. It is best for you not to know. Best for us both.
Rebecca. No, no, no--I have no patience with that sort of thing!
If you know of anything that would acquit me in your eyes, I
claim it as my right that you should name it.
Rosmer (as if impelled against his will). Well, let us see. You
say that you have great love in your heart; that your soul has
been ennobled through me. Is that so? Have you counted the cost?
Shall we try and balance our accounts? Tell me.
Rebecca. I am quite ready.
Rosmer. Then when shall it be?
Rebecca. Whenever you like. The sooner the better.
Rosmer. Then let me see, Rebecca, whether you--for my sake-this
very night--. (Breaks off.) Oh, no, no!
Rebecca. Yes, John! Yes, yes! Say it, and you shall see.
Rosmer. Have you the courage--are you willing--gladly, as Ulrik
Brendel said--for my sake, to-night--gladly--to go the same way--that
Beata went!
Rebecca (gets up slowly from the couch, and says almost
inaudibly): John--!
Rosmer. Yes, dear--that is the question I shall never be able to
rid my thoughts of, when you have gone away. Every hour of the
day I shall come back to it. Ah, I seem to see you bodily before
me--standing out on the foot-bridge-right out in the middle.
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