When We Dead Awaken by Henrik Ibsen
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page 164 of 197 (83%)
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Oh, it was a pretty way to behave!
ULFHEIM. In the meantime? MAIA. [Curtly breaking off.] No matter! ULFHEIM. [In a confidential tone.] Lars won't find them. You may safely swear to that. He won't come with them before the time's up. MAIA. [Looking angrily at him.] No, I daresay not. ULFHEIM. [Catching at her arm.] For Lars--he knows my--my methods of sport, you see. |
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