Rosmer. My dear Kroll, I cannot see the matter in that light. It seems to me that it is my imperative duty to bring a little light and happiness into the place where the race of Rosmers has spread darkness and oppression for all these long years.
Kroll (looking severely at him). Yes, that would be a worthy action for the man with whom the race will disappear. Let such things alone, my friend. It is no suitable task for you. You were meant to lead the peaceful life of a student.
Rosmer. Yes, that may be so. But nevertheless I want to try and play my humble part in the struggles of life.
Kroll. The struggles of life! Do you know what that will mean for you? It will mean war to the death with all your friends.
Rosmer (quietly). I do not imagine they are all such fanatics as you.
Kroll. You are a simple-minded creature, Rosmer—an inexperienced creature. You have no suspicion of the violence of the storm that will burst upon you. (MRS. HELSETH slightly opens the door on the left.)
Mrs. Helseth. Miss West wishes me to ask you, sir
Rosmer. What is it?
Mrs. Helseth. There is some one downstairs that wishes to speak to you for a minute, sir.
Rosmer. Is it the gentleman that was here yesterday afternoon, by any chance?