Rebecca.
[Moves a little nearer.] My dear Rector, you say that with such a ring of sincerity that I cannot think there is any ill-feeling lurking in the background.
Kroll.
Ill-feeling? Why, what do you mean?
Rebecca.
Well, it would be only natural if you felt it painful to see a stranger managing the household here at Rosmersholm.
Kroll.
Why, how on earth——!
Rebecca.
But you have no such feeling? [Takes his hand.] Thanks, my dear Rector; thank you again and again.