Rebecca.
No no, Mr. Rosmer. I will go.
Kroll.
[Looks at her from head to foot.] And I must ask Miss West to excuse my coming at such an untimely hour—taking her unawares before she has had time to——
Rebecca.
[Surprised.] What do you mean? Do you see any harm in my wearing a morning gown about the house?
Kroll.
Heaven forbid! I know nothing of what may now be customary at Rosmersholm.
Rosmer.
Why, Kroll—you are not yourself to-day!