Rebecca. But you know she seemed to go quite distracted when she learnt that she would never be able to have a child. That was when her madness first showed itself.
Mrs. Helseth. Yes, that had a terrible effect on her, poor lady.
Rebecca (taking up her work, and sitting down on a chair by the window). But, in other respects, do you not think that was really a good thing for Mr. Rosmer, Mrs. Helseth?
Mrs. Helseth. What, miss?
Rebecca. That there were no children?
Mrs. Helseth. Hm!—I really do not know what to say to that.
Rebecca. Believe me, it was best for him. Mr. Rosmer was never meant to be surrounded by crying children.
Mrs. Helseth. Little children do not cry at Rosmersholm, Miss West.
Rebecca (looking at her). Not cry?
Mrs. Helseth. No. In this house, little children have never been known to cry, as long as any one can remember.