Rebecca.
Dear, don’t let us talk of that just now.—What happened between you and the Rector?
Rosmer.
We have made peace.
Rebecca.
Ah yes; so that was the end.
Rosmer.
He gathered all our old friends together at his house. They have made it clear to me that the work of ennobling the minds of men—is not for me.—And besides, it is hopeless in itself, Rebecca.—I shall let it alone.
Rebecca.
Yes, yes—perhaps it is best so.