He put his position quite clearly before me, and showed that anything of the kind was a sheer impossibility for him.
Boletta.
[Reproachfully.] Then how could you have the heart to stand there and make game of me?
Arnholm.
Indeed I did not, dear Boletta. It depends entirely upon yourself whether you will leave home or not.
Boletta.
Depends upon me, you say?
Arnholm.
Whether you will go out into the world and learn all that your heart desires. Whether you will take part in all that, at home here, you so long for. Whether you will live your life under happier conditions, Boletta. What do you say?
Boletta.