I, Oswald? My only boy! You are all I have in the world! The only thing I care about!
Oswald.
[Seizes both her hands and kisses them.] Yes, yes, I see it. When I’m at home, I see it, of course; and that’s almost the hardest part for me.—But now you know the whole story; and now we won’t talk any more about it to-day. I daren’t think of it for long together. [Goes up the room.] Get me something to drink, mother.
Mrs. Alving.
To drink? What do you want to drink now?
Oswald.
Oh, anything you like. You have some cold punch in the house.
Mrs. Alving.
Yes, but my dear Oswald——
Oswald.