Rebecca.
Are you absolutely certain—that this way is the best for you?
Rosmer.
I am certain that it is the only way.
Rebecca.
If you were deceiving yourself? If it were only a delusion? One of those white horses of Rosmersholm.
Rosmer.
It may be so. For we can never escape from them—we of this house.
Rebecca.
Then stay, Rosmer!