Mrs. Alving.
[Seizes him by the arm.] Oswald, what is the matter?
Oswald.
Both yesterday and to-day I have tried to put the thoughts away from me—to cast them off; but it’s no use.
Mrs. Alving.
[Rising.] Now you must tell me everything, Oswald!
Oswald.
[Draws her down to the sofa again.] Sit still; and then I will try to tell you.—I complained of fatigue after my journey——
Mrs. Alving.
Well? What then?