You!
Oswald.
For a bit of thoughtlessness, or whatever you like to call it—very innocent, at any rate. When I was home last time——
Mrs. Alving.
Well?
Oswald.
She used often to ask me about Paris, and I used to tell her one thing and another. Then I recollect I happened to say to her one day, “Shouldn’t you like to go there yourself?”
Mrs. Alving.
Well?
Oswald.