[In a low voice.] I shall be patient and easily satisfied.
Oswald.
And cheerful too, mother!
Mrs. Alving.
Yes, my dear boy, you are quite right. [Goes towards him.] Have I relieved you of all remorse and self-reproach now?
Oswald.
Yes, you have. But now who will relieve me of the dread?
Mrs. Alving.
The dread?
Oswald.