Yes, but bring one for yourself, Regina. [Regina starts and gives a lightning-like side glance at Mrs. Alving.] Why do you wait?
Regina.
[Softly and hesitatingly.] Is it Mrs. Alving’s wish?
Mrs. Alving.
Bring the glass, Regina.
[Regina goes out into the dining-room.
Oswald.
[Follows her with his eyes.] Have you noticed how she walks?—so firmly and lightly!
Mrs. Alving.
This can never be, Oswald!