(SCENE--The sitting-room at Rosmersholm; a spacious room,
comfortably furnished in old-fashioned style. In the foreground,
against the right-hand wall, is a stove decorated with sprigs of
fresh birch and wild flowers. Farther back, a door. In the back
wall folding doors leading into the entrance hall. In the left-
hand wall a window, in front of which is a stand filled with
flowers and plants. Near the stove stand a table, a couch and an
easy-chair. The walls are hung round with portraits, dating from
various periods, of clergymen, military officers and other
officials in uniform. The window is open, and so are the doors
into the lobby and the outer door. Through the latter is seen an
avenue of old trees leading to a courtyard. It is a summer
evening, after sunset. REBECCA WEST is sitting by the window
crocheting a large white woollen shawl, which is nearly
completed. From time to time she peeps out of window through the
flowers. MRS. HELSETH comes in from the right.)
Hadn't I better begin and lay the table for supper,
Yes, do. Mr. Rosmer ought to be in directly.
Isn't there a draught where you are sitting, miss?
There is a little. Will you shut up, please? (Mrs
HELSETH goes to the hall door and shuts it. Then she goes to the
window, to shut it, and looks out.)
That is delightful, because he is certain to be coming
He actually comes straight over the wooden bridge,
he does for all that she was his own sister. Well, I will go in
and get the supper laid, miss. (Goes out to the right. REBECCA
stands still for a moment, then waves her hand out of the window,
nodding and smiling. Darkness is beginning to fall.)
REBECCA(going to the door on the right and calling through it).
Mrs Helseth, I am sure you won't mind preparing something extra
nice for supper? You know what dishes Mr. Kroll is especially
My dear Miss West, there is no objection to that--not as
far as you are concerned.
No, that is just what I think. I must follow the course
of events--keep up with what is happening.
Well, under any circumstances, I should never expect you,
as a woman, to side actively with either party in the civic
dispute--indeed one might more properly call it the civil war--that
is raging here. I dare say you have read, then, the abuse these
"nature's gentlemen" are pleased to shower upon me, and the
scandalous coarseness they consider they are entitled to make use
Yes, but I think you have held your own pretty forcibly.
That I have--though I say it. I have tasted blood now, and
I will make them realise that I am not the sort of man to take it
lying down--. (Checks himself.) No, no, do not let us get upon
that sad and distressing topic this evening.
At first when you came here there was your perpetual worry
with that unreasonable cripple of a foster-father of yours--
You mustn't think that Dr. West was as unreasonable as
that when we lived in Finmark. It was the trying journeys by sea
that broke him up. But it is quite true that after we had moved
here there were one or two hard years before his sufferings were
Were not the years that followed even harder for you?
No; how can you say such a thing! I, who was so
genuinely fond of Beata--! And she, poor soul was so sadly in need
of care and sympathetic companionship.
You deserve to be thanked and rewarded for the forbearance
with which you speak of her.
REBECCA(moving a little nearer to him)
Dear Mr. Kroll, you say
that so kindly and so sincerely that I feel sure you really bear
me no ill-will.
Then it is not so? (Holds out her hand to, him.) Thank
you, Mr. Kroll; thank you for that.
But what on earth could make you take such an idea into
I began to be afraid it might be so, as you have so
seldom been out here to see us lately.
I can assure you, you have been on the wrong scent
entirely, Miss West. And, in any case, the situation of affairs
is unchanged in any essential point; because during the last sad
years of poor Beata's life it was you and you alone, even then,
that looked after everything here.
But it was more like a kind of regency in the wife's
Whatever it was, I--. I will tell you what, Miss West; as
far as I am concerned I should have nothing whatever to say
against it if you. But it doesn't do to say such things.
Well, if it so happened that you were to step into the
I have the place I want, already, Mr. Kroll.
Yes, as far as material benefits go; but not--
REBECCA(interrupting him, in a serious voice)
For shame, Mr.
Kroll! How can you sit there and jest about such things!
Oh, well, I dare say our good John Rosmer thinks he has
had more than enough of married life. But, all the same--
Really, you almost make me feel inclined to laugh at
All the same--Tell me, Miss West, if I may be allowed the
question, how old are you?
I am ashamed to say I was twenty-nine on my last
birthday, Mr. Kroll. I am nearly thirty.
Quite so. And Rosmer--how old is he? Let me see. He is five
years younger than me, so he must be just about forty-three. It
seems to me it would be very suitable.
No doubt, no doubt. It would be remarkably suitable--Will
you stop and have supper with us?
Thank you. I had meant to pay you a good long visit,
because there is a matter I want to talk over with our excellent
friend--Well, then, Miss West, to prevent your taking foolish
ideas into your head again, I will come out here again from time
to time, as in the old days.
Yes, please do. (Holds out her hand to, him.) Thank you,
thank you! You are really uncommonly good-natured.
KROLL(with a little grumble)
Am I? I can tell you that is more
than they say at home. (ROSMER comes in by the door on the
Mr. Rosmer, do you see who is sitting here?
Mrs Helseth told me. (KROLL gets up.) I am so glad to
see you here again, my dear fellow. (Puts his hands on KROLL'S
shoulders and looks him in the face.) Dear old friend! I knew
that one day we should be on our old footing again.
My dear fellow, have you that insane idea in your head
too, that any thing could come between us?
Isn't it delightful to think it was all our
Is that really true, Kroll? But why have you kept so
obstinately away from us?
KROLL(seriously, and in, a subdued voice)
Because I did not
want to come here like a living reminder of the unhappy time that
is past--and of her who met her death in the mill-race.
It was a very kind thought on your part. You are always
so considerate. But it was altogether unnecessary to keep away
from us on that account. Come along, let us sit down on the sofa.
(They sit down.) I can assure you it is not in the least painful
for me to think about Beata. We talk about her every day. She
seems to us to have a part in the house still.
REBECCA(lighting the lamp)
Yes, it is really quite true.
She really does. We both think so affectionately of her.
And both Rebecca--both Miss West and I know in our hearts that we
did all that lay in our power for the poor afflicted creature. We
have nothing to reproach ourselves with. That is why I feel there
is something sweet and peaceful in the way we can think of Beata
You dear good people! In future I am coming out to see you
REBECCA(sitting down in an arm-chair)
Yes, let us see that you
keep your word.
ROSMER(with a slight hesitation)
I assure you, my dear fellow,
my dearest wish would be that our intimacy should never suffer in
any way. You know, you have seemed to be my natural adviser as
long as we have known one another, even from my student days.
I know, and I am very proud of the privilege. Is there by
any chance anything in particular just now--?
There are a great many things that I want very much to
talk over with you frankly--things that lie very near my heart.
I feel that is so, too, Mr. Rosmer. It seems to me it
would be such a good thing if you two old friends--
Well, I can assure you I have even more to talk over with
you--because I have become an active politician, as I dare say you
Yes, I know you have. How did that come about?
I had to, you see, whether I liked it or not. It became
impossible for me to remain an idle spectator any longer. Now
that the Radicals have become so distressingly powerful, it was
high time. And that is also why I have induced our little circle
of friends in the town to bind themselves more definitely
together. It was high time, I can tell you!
REBECCA(with a slight smile)
As a matter of fact, isn't it
really rather late now?
There is no denying it would have been more fortunate if
we had succeeded in checking the stream at an earlier point. But
who could really foresee what was coming? I am sure I could not.
(Gets up and walks up and down.) Anyway, my eyes are completely
opened now; for the spirit of revolt has spread even into my
Into the school? Surely not into your school?
Indeed it has. Into my own school. What do you think of
this? I have got wind of the fact that the boys in the top class--
or rather, a part of the boys in it--have formed themselves into a
secret society and have been taking in Mortensgaard's paper!
Yes, don't you think that is a nice sort of intellectual
pabulum for future public servants? But the saddest part of it is
that it is all the most promising boys in the class that have
conspired together and hatched this plot against me. It is only
the duffers and dunces that have held aloof from it.
Do you take it so much to heart, Mr. Kroll?
Do I take it to heart, to find myself so hampered and
thwarted in my life's work? (Speaking more gently.) I might find
it in my heart to say that I could even take that for what it is
worth; but I have not told you the worst of it yet. (Looks round
the room.) I suppose nobody is likely to be listening at the
Then let me tell you that the revolt and dissension has
spread into my own home--into my own peaceful home--and has
disturbed the peace of my family life.
Do you mean it? In your own home?
REBECCA(going up to Kroll)
Dear Mr. Kroll, what has happened?
Would you believe it that my own children--. To make a long
story short, my boy Laurits is the moving spirit of the
conspiracy at the school. And Hilda has embroidered a red
portfolio to keep the numbers of the "Searchlight" in.
I should never have dreamed of such a thing; in your
family--in your own house!
No, who would ever have dreamed of such a thing? In my
house, where obedience and order have always ruled--where hitherto
there has never been anything but one unanimous will--
Ah, that is the most incredible part of the whole thing.
She, who all her days--in great things and small--has concurred in
my opinions and approved of all my views, has actually not
refrained from throwing her weight on the children's side on many
points. And now she considers I am to blame for what has
happened. She says I try to coerce the young people too much.
Just as if it were not necessary to--. Well, those are the sort of
dissensions I have going on at home. But naturally I talk as
little about it as possible; it is better to be silent about such
things. (Walks across the floor.) Oh, yes.--Oh, yes. (Stands by
the window, with his hands behind his back, and looks out.)
REBECCA(goes up to ROSMER, and speaks in low, hurried tones,
unheard by KROLL)
Yes, this night of all others. (Goes away
from him and adjusts the lamp.)
Yes, my dear John, so now you know the sort
of spirit of the age that has cast its shadow both over my home
life and my official work. Ought I not to oppose this appalling,
destructive, disorganising tendency with all the weapons I can
lay my hands upon? Of course it is certainly my duty--and that
both with my pen and my tongue.
But have you any hope that you can produce any effect in
At all events I mean to take my share in the fight as a
citizen. And I consider that it is the duty of every patriotic
man, every man who is concerned about what is right, to do the
same. And, I may as well tell you, that is really the reason why
I have come here to see you to-night.
My dear fellow, what do you mean? What can I--?
You are going to help your old friends, and do as we are
doing--take your share in it to the best of your ability.
But, Mr. Kroll, you know how little taste Mr. Rosmer has
for that sort of thing.
Then he has got to overcome that distaste now. You do not
keep abreast of the times, John. You sit here and bury yourself
in your historical researches. Goodness knows, I have the
greatest respect for family pedigrees and all that they imply.
But this is not the time for such occupations, unhappily. You
have no conception of the state of affairs that is going on all
over the country. Every single idea is turned upside down, or
very nearly so. It will be a hard fight to get all the errors
straightened out again.
I can quite believe it. But that sort of a fight is not
in my line at all.
Besides, I rather fancy that Mr. Rosmer has come to look
at the affairs of life with wider opened eyes than before.
Yes, or with an opener mind--with less prejudice.
What do you mean by that? John--surely you could never be
so weak as to allow yourself to be deluded by the accidental
circumstance that the demagogues have scored a temporary success!
My dear fellow, you know very well that I am no judge of
politics; but it certainly seems to me that of late years
individual thought has become somewhat more independent.
Quite so--but do you consider that as a matter of course to
be a good thing? In any case you are vastly mistaken, my friend.
Just inquire a little into the opinions that are current amongst
the Radicals, both out here in the country and in town. You will
find them to be nothing else than the words of wisdom that appear
in the "Searchlight".
Yes, Mortensgaard has a great deal of influence over the
people about here.
Yes, just think of it--a man with as dirty a record as his!
A fellow that was turned out of his place as a schoolmaster
because of his immoral conduct! This is the sort of man that
poses as a leader of the people! And successfully, too!--actually
successfully! I hear that he means to enlarge his paper now. I know,
on reliable authority, that he is looking for a competent
It seems to me surprising that you and your friends do
not start an opposition paper.
That is exactly what we intend to do. This very day we
have bought the "County News." There was no difficulty about the
financial side of the matter; but-- (Turns towards ROSMER) Now we
have come to the real purport of my visit. It is the Management
of it--the editorial management--that is the difficulty, you see.
Look here, Rosmer--don't you feel called upon to undertake it, for
the sake of the good cause?
I can quite understand your having a horror of public
meetings and being unwilling to expose yourself to the mercies of
the rabble that frequents them. But an editor's work, which is
carried on in much greater privacy, or rather--
No, no, my dear fellow, you must not ask that of me.
It would give me the greatest pleasure to have a try at
work of that sort myself--only it would be quite out of the
question for me; I am already saddled with such an endless number
of duties. You, on the other hand, who are no longer hampered by
any official duties, might--. Of course the rest of us would give
you all the help in our power.
I cannot do it, Kroll. I am not fitted for it.
Not fitted for it? That was just what you said when your
father got you your living.
I was quite right; and that was why I resigned it, too.
Well, if you only make as good an editor as you did a
parson, we shall be quite satisfied.
My dear Kroll--once for all--I cannot do it.
Well, then, I suppose you will give us the use of your
name, at all events?
Yes, the mere fact of John Rosmer's name being connected
with it will be a great advantage to the paper. We others are
looked upon as pronounced partisans. I myself even have the
reputation of being a wicked fanatic, I am told. Therefore we
cannot count upon our own names to give us any particular help in
making the paper known to the misguided masses. But you, on the
contrary, have always held aloof from this kind of fighting.
Your gentle and upright disposition, your polished mind, your
unimpeachable honour, are known to and appreciated by every one
about here. And then there is the deference and respect that your
former position as a clergyman ensures for you--and, besides that,
there is the veneration in which your family, name is held!
KROLL(pointing to the portraits)
Rosmers of Rosmersholm--
clergymen, soldiers, men who have filled high places in the
state--men of scrupulous honour, every one of them--a family that
has been rooted here, the most influential in the place, for
nearly two centuries. (Lays his hand on ROSMER'S shoulder.) John,
you owe it to yourself and to the traditions of your race to join
us in defence of all that has hitherto been held sacred in our
community. (Turning to REBECCA.) What do you say, Miss West?
REBECCA(with a quiet little laugh)
my dear Mr. Kroll--it all
sounds so absurdly ludicrous to me.
I know that what he did was to stuff your head with
revolutionary ideas, and that in consequence your father turned
him out of the house with a horsewhip.
ROSMER(a little bitterly)
Yes, my father was always the
commanding officer--even at home.
Be grateful to his memory for that, my dear John. Ah!
(Mrs HELSETH shows ULRIK BRENDEL in at the door, then goes out
and shuts the door after her. BRENDEL is a good-looking man with
grey hair and beard; somewhat emaciated, but active and alert; he
is dressed like a common tramp, in a threadbare frock coat, shoes
with holes in them, and no visible linen at his neck or wrists.
He wears a pair of old black gloves, carries a dirty soft hat
under his arm, and has a walking-stick in his hand. He looks
puzzled at first, then goes quickly up to KROLL and holds out his
hand to him.)
--one of those champions of all the virtues that got me
turned out of the Debating Society?
Very possibly. But I disclaim any other acquaintance with
All right, all right! Nach Belieben, Mr. Kroll. I dare
say I shall get over it. Ulrik Brendel will still be himself in
spite of it.
Are you on your way to the town, Mr. Brendel?
You have hit the nail on the head, ma'am. At certain
intervals I am obliged to do something for my living. I do not do
it willingly--but, enfin--when needs must--
My dear Mr. Brendel, will you not let me be of assistance
to you? In some way or another, I mean--
Ah, what a proposal to come from you! Could you wish to
soil the tie that binds us together? Never, John--never!
But what do you propose to do in the town, then? I assure
you, you won't find it so easy--
Leave that to me, my boy. The die is cast. The unworthy
individual who stands before you is started on an extensive
campaign--more extensive than all his former excursions put
together. (To KROLL.) May I venture to ask you, Professor--unter
uns--are there in your esteemed town any fairly decent,
respectable and spacious assembly-rooms?
The most spacious is the hall belonging to the Working
May I ask, sir, if you have any special influence with
that no doubt most useful Association?
But I will conquer my prejudices. There is nothing else
for it. When a man stands at a turning-point in his life--as I do--
. That is settled. I shall, put myself into communication with
this person--commence direct negotiations.
Are you in earnest when you say you are standing at a
turning-point in your life?
Does my own boy not know that wherever Ulrik Brendel
stands he is always in earnest about it? Look here, I mean to
become a new man now--to emerge from the cloak of reserve in which
I have hitherto shrouded myself.
You know, my dear John, that I am a bit of a sybarite--a
gourmet. I have always been so. I have a taste for solitary
enjoyment, because in that way my enjoyment is twice--ten times--as
keen. It is, like this. When I have been wrapped in a haze of
golden dreams that have descended on me--when new, intoxicating,
momentous thoughts have had their birth in my mind, and I have
been fanned by the beat of their wings as they bore me aloft--at
such moments I have transformed them into poetry, into visions,
into pictures. In general outlines, that is to say.
You cannot imagine the luxury of enjoyment I have
experienced! The mysterious rapture of creation!--in, general
outlines, as I said. Applause, gratitude, eulogies, crowns of
laurel!--all these I have culled with full hands trembling with
joy. In my secret ecstasies I have steeped myself in a happiness
But you have never written anything of it down?
Not a word. The thought of the dull clerk's work that it
would mean has always moved me to a nauseating sense of disgust.
Besides, why should I profane my own ideals when I could enjoy
them, in all their purity, by myself? But now they shall be
sacrificed. Honestly, I feel as a mother must do when she
entrusts her young daughter to the arms of a husband. But I am
going to, sacrifice them nevertheless--sacrifice them on the altar
of emancipation. A series of carefully thought-out lectures, to
be delivered all over the country!
That is splendid of you, Mr. Brendel! You
are giving up the most precious thing you possess.
My audience is moved. That refreshes my heart and
strengthens my will--and now I shall proceed upon my task
forthwith. There is one other point, though. (To KROLL.) Can you
inform me, sir, whether there is an Abstainers' Society in the
town? A Total Abstainers' Society? I feel sure there must be.
There is one, at your service. I am the president.
I could tell that as soon as I saw you! Well, it is not
at all impossible that I may come to you and become a member for
A la bonne heure, my good sir. Ulrik Brendel has never
been in the habit of forcing himself upon societies of that kind.
(Turns to go But I must not prolong my stay in this house, rich
as it is in memories. I must go into the town and find some
suitable lodging. I shall find a decent hotel of some kind there,
Will you not have something hot to drink before you go?
A thousand thanks to the most generous of hostesses!--but
I do not like trespassing on private hospitality. (Waves his
hand.) Good-bye to you all! (Goes to the door, but turns back.)
Oh, by the way--John--Mr. Rosmer--will you do your former tutor a
service for old friendship's sake?
And if there happened to be a pair of presentable shoes
that would go with the coat
I am sure we can manage that, too. As soon as you let us
know your address, we will send the things to you.
Please don't think of it! No one must be put to any
inconvenience on my account! I will take the trifles with me.
Very well. Will you come upstairs with me, then?
Let me go. Mrs Helseth and I will see about it.
I could never think of allowing this charming lady--
Nonsense! Come along, Mr. Brendel. (She goes out by the
door on the right.)
ROSMER(holding BRENDEL back)
Tell me--is there no other way I
can be of service to you?
I am sure I do not know of any. Yes, perdition seize
it!--now that I come to think of it--John, do you happen to have
seven or eight shillings on you?
I will see. (Opens his purse.) I have two half-sovereigns
Oh, well, never mind. I may as well take them. I can
always get change in town. Thanks, in the meantime. Remember that
it was two half-sovereigns I had. Good-night, my own dear boy!
Good-night to you, sir! (Goes out by the door on the right,
where ROSMER takes leave of him and shuts the door after him.)
Good heavens--and that is the Ulrik Brendel of whom people
once thought that he would do great things!
At all events he has had the courage to live his life in
his own way. I do not think that is such a small thing, after
What? A life like his? I almost believe he would have the
power, even now, to disturb all your ideas.
No, indeed. I have come to a clear understanding with
myself now, upon all points.
I wish I could believe it, my dear Rosmer. You are so
dreadfully susceptible to impressions from without.
Let us sit down. I want to have a talk with you.
KROLL(letting his head drop)
An apostate. John Rosmer an
What you are calling apostasy ought to have made me feel
sincerely happy and fortunate; but for all that I have suffered
keenly, because I knew quite well it would cause you bitter
Rosmer, Rosmer, I shall never get over this. (Looks at him
sadly.) To think that you, too, could bring yourself to
sympathise with and join in the work of disorder and ruin that is
playing havoc with our unhappy country.
It is the work of emancipation that I sympathise with.
Oh yes, I know all about that. That is what it is called,
by both those who are leading the people astray and by their
misguided victims. But, be sure of this--you need expect no
emancipation to be the result of the spirit that relies on the
poisoning of the whole of our social life.
I do not give my allegiance to the spirit that is
directing this, nor to any of those who are leading the fight. I
want to try to bring men of all shades of opinion together--as
many as I can reach--and bind them as closely together as I can.
I want to live for and devote all the strength that is in me to
one end only--to create a real public opinion in the country.
So you do not consider that we have sufficient public
opinion! I, for my part, consider that the whole lot of us are on
the high road to be dragged down into the mire where otherwise
only the common people would be wallowing.
It is just for that reason that I have made up my mind as
to what should be the real task of public opinion.
I have given it up. I had to give it up,
KROLL(controlling his emotion)
I see. Yes, yes. The one thing
implies the other. Was that the reason, then, why you left the
service of the Church?
Yes. When my mind was clearly made up--when I felt the
certainty that it Was not merely a transitory temptation, but
that it was something that I would neither have the power nor
the desire to dismiss from my mind--then I took that step.
So it has been fermenting in your mind as long as that.
And we--your friends--have never been allowed to know anything of
it. Rosmer, Rosmer--how could you hide the sorrowful truth from
Because I considered it was a matter that only concerned
myself; and therefore I did not wish to cause you and my other
friends any unnecessary pain. I thought I should be able to live
my life here as I have done hitherto--peacefully and happily. I
wanted to read, and absorb myself in all the works that so far
had been sealed books to me--to familiarise myself thoroughly with
the great world of truth and freedom that has been disclosed to
An apostate. Every word you say bears witness to that.
But, for all that, why have you made this confession of your
secret apostasy? Or why just at the present moment?
You yourself have compelled me to it, Kroll.
When I heard of your violent behaviour at public
meetings--when I read the reports of all the vehement speeches you
made there of all your bitter attacks upon those that were on the
other side--your scornful censure of your opponents--oh, Kroll, to
think that you--you--could be the man to do that!--then my eyes were
opened to my imperative duty. Mankind is suffering from the
strife that is going on now, and we ought to bring peace and
happiness and a spirit of reconciliation into their souls. That
is why I step forward now and confess myself openly for what I
am--and, besides, I want to put my powers to the test, as well as
others. Could not you--from your side--go with me in that, Kroll?
Never, as long as I live, will I make any alliance with
the forces of disorder in the community.
Well, let us at least fight with honourable weapons,
since it seems we must fight.
I can have nothing more to do with any one who does not
think with me on matters of vital importance, and I owe such a
man no consideration.
Think no more about it. I am ashamed of it. Forgive me--and
good-bye. (Goes out by the door to the hall.)
Kroll! We cannot end everything between
us like this. I will come and see you to-morrow.
KROLL(turning round in the hall)
You shall not set your foot in
my house. (Takes his stick and goes.)
ROSMER stands for a while at the open door; then shuts it and
comes back into the room.)
That does not matter, Rebecca. We shall be able to go
through with it, for all that--we two trusty friends--you and I.
What do you suppose he meant just now when he said he
was ashamed of himself?
My dear girl, don't bother your head about that. He
didn't even believe what he meant, himself. But I will go and see
him tomorrow. Goodnight!
Are you going up so early to-night--after this?
As early to-night as I usually do. I feel such a sense of
relief now that it is over. You see, my dear Rebecca, I am
perfectly calm--so you take it calmly, too. Good-night.
Good-night, dear friend--and sleep well! (ROSMER goes out
by the door to the lobby; then his footsteps are heard as he goes
upstairs. REBECCA goes to the wall and rings a bell, which is
answered by Mrs HELSETH.) You can clear the table again, Mrs
Helseth. Mr. Rosmer does not want anything, and Mr. Kroll has
Gone home? What was wrong with him, miss?
REBECCA(taking up her crochet-work)
He prophesied that there
was a heavy storm brewing--
That is very strange, miss, because there isn't a
scrap of cloud in the sky.
Let us hope he doesn't meet the White Horse. Because I
am afraid it will not be long before we hear something of the
God forgive you, miss--don't talk of such a dreadful
MRS HELSETH (lowering her voice)
Do you really think, miss,
that some one here is to go soon?
Not a bit of it. But there are so many sorts of white
horses in this world, Mrs Helseth--Well, good-night. I shall go
to my room now.
Good-night, miss. (Rebecca takes her work and goes
out to the right. Mrs HELSETH shakes her head, as she turns down
the lamp, and mutters to herself): Lord--Lord!--how queer Miss West
does talk sometimes!