[Slowly.] I saw only this one thing: that your father was a broken-down man before you were born.
Oswald.
[Softly.] Ah——!
[He rises and walks away to the window.
Mrs. Alving.
And then, day after day, I dwelt on the one thought that by rights Regina should be at home in this house—just like my own boy.
Oswald.
[Turning round quickly.] Regina——!
Regina.
[Springs up and asks, with bated breath.] I——?