My stay is indefinite, sir.—But, ah! it is good to be at home!
Mrs. Alving.
[Beaming.] Yes, isn’t it, dear?
Manders.
[Looking sympathetically at him.] You went out into the world early, my dear Oswald.
Oswald.
I did. I sometimes wonder whether it wasn’t too early.
Mrs. Alving.
Oh, not at all. A healthy lad is all the better for it; especially when he’s an only child. He oughtn’t to hang on at home with his mother and father, and get spoilt.
Manders.