Regina.
[Softly.] I don’t think Mrs. Alving would like it.
Mrs. Alving.
You shall have leave to, presently. And meanwhile sit over here beside us.
[Regina seats herself demurely and hesitatingly at the other side of the table.
Mrs. Alving.
And now, my poor suffering boy, I am going to take the burden off your mind——
Oswald.
You, mother?
Mrs. Alving.