When We Dead Awaken by Henrik Ibsen
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Oh, two people can doze away a summer night in there comfortably
enough. Or a whole summer, if it comes to that! MAIA. Thanks! One would need to have a pretty strong taste for that kind of thing. [Impatiently.] But now I am tired both of you and the hunting expedition. Now I am going down to the hotel--before people awaken down there. ULFHEIM. How do you propose to get down from here? MAIA. That's your affair. There must be a way down somewhere or other, I suppose. ULFHEIM. [Pointing towards the back.] Oh, certainly! There is a sort of way-- right down the face of the precipice yonder--- MAIA. |
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