The Master Builder by Henrik Ibsen
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DR. HERDAL. Nobody must move! Do you dear? HILDA. [Exulting, with quiet intensity.] At last! At last! Now I see him great and free again! RAGNAR. [Almost voiceless.] But this is im--- HILDA. So I have seen him all through these ten years. How secure he stands! Frightfully thrilling all the same. Look at him! Now he is hanging the wreath round the vane! RAGNAR. I feel as if I were looking at something utterly impossible. |
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