——then it flashed upon me that in her lay my salvation; for I saw that she was full of the joy of life.
Mrs. Alving.
[Starts.] The joy of life——? Can there be salvation in that?
Regina.
[From the dining-room, with a bottle of champagne.] I’m sorry to have been so long, but I had to go to the cellar. [Places the bottle on the table.
Oswald.
And now bring another glass.
Regina.
[Looks at him in surprise.] There is Mrs. Alving’s glass, Mr. Alving.
Oswald.