"Henrik Ibsen - Pillars Of Society" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ibsen Henrik)

Rorlund: I should not call the others low-voiced, either.
Hilmar: Good Lord, no!Чnot on any question that touches their pockets.
Everything here ends in these petty material considerations. Ugh!
Mrs. Bernick: Anyway, that is a better state of things than it used to be when
everything ended in mere frivolity.
Mrs. Lynge: Things really used to be as bad as that here?
Mrs. Rummel: Indeed they were, Mrs. Lynge. You may think yourself lucky that you
did not live here then.
Mrs. Holt: Yes, times have changed, and no mistake, when I look back to the days
when I was a girl.
Mrs. Rummel: Oh, you need not look back more than fourteen or fifteen years. God
forgive us, what a life we led! There used to be a Dancing Society and a Musical
SocietyЧ
Mrs. Bernick: And the Dramatic Club. I remember it very well.
Mrs. Rummel: Yes, that was where your play was performed, Mr. Tonnesen.
Hilmar (from the back of the room): What, what?
Rorlund: A play by Mr. Tonnesen?
Mrs. Rummel: Yes, it was long before you came here, Mr. Rorlund. And it was only
performed once.
Mrs. Lynge: Was that not the play in which you told me you took the part of a
young man's sweetheart, Mrs. Rummel?
Mrs. Rummel (glancing towards RORLUND): I? I really cannot remember, Mrs. Lynge.
But I remember well all the riotous gaiety that used to go on.
Mrs. Holt: Yes, there were houses I could name in which two large dinner-parties
were given in one week.
Mrs. Lynge: And surely I have heard that a touring theatrical company came here,
too?
Mrs. Rummel: Yes, that was the worst thing of the lot.
Mrs. Holt (uneasily): Ahem!
Mrs. Rummel: Did you say a theatrical company? No, I don't remember that at all.

Mrs. Lynge: Oh yes, and I have been told they played all sorts of mad pranks.
What is really the truth of those stories?
Mrs. Rummel: There is practically no truth in them, Mrs. Lynge.
Mrs. Holt: Dina, my love, will you give me that linen?
Mrs. Bernick (at the same time): Dina, dear, will you go and ask Katrine to
bring us our coffee?
Martha: I will go with you, Dina. (DINA and MARTHA go out by the farther door
on, the left.)
Mrs. Bernick (getting up): Will you excuse me for a few minutes? I think we will
have our coffee outside. (She goes out to the verandah and sets to work to lay a
table. RORLUND stands in the doorway talking to her. HILMAR sits outside,
smoking.)
Mrs. Rummel (in a low voice): My goodness, Mrs. Lynge, how you frightened me!
Mrs. Lynge: I?
Mrs. Holt: Yes, but you know it was you that began it, Mrs. Rummel.
Mrs. Rummel: I? How can you say such a thing, Mrs. Holt? Not a syllable passed
my lips!
Mrs. Lynge: But what does it all mean?
Mrs. Rummel: What made you begin to talk aboutЧ? ThinkЧdid you not see that Dina