Oh, yes, mother; I had to.
Mrs. Alving.
You know I would ten times rather forgo the joy of having you here, than let you——
Oswald.
[Stops beside the table.] Now just tell me, mother: does it really make you so very happy to have me home again?
Mrs. Alving.
Does it make me happy!
Oswald.
[Crumpling up a newspaper.] I should have thought it must be pretty much the same to you whether I was in existence or not.
Mrs. Alving.