OSWALD. [Rising.] Mother, I don't understand you.
REGINA. [Who has also risen.] Perhaps I ought to go?
MRS. ALVING. No. Stay here. Now I can speak. Now, my boy, you shall know the whole truth. And then you can choose. Oswald! Regina!
OSWALD. Hush! The Pastor—
MANDERS. [Enters by the hall door.] There! We have had a most edifying time down there.
OSWALD. So have we.
MANDERS. We must stand by Engstrand and his Sailors' Home. Regina must go to him and help him—
REGINA. No thank you, sir.
MANDERS. [Noticing her for the first time.] What—? You here? And with a glass in your hand!
REGINA. [Hastily putting the glass down.] Pardon!