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. MRS. HALM [looking back as she goes towards the house]. Whichever way it goes, my child is sped. [Goes in. GULDSTAD [approaching FALK]. It's late, I think? FALK. Ten minutes and I go. GULDSTAD. Sufficient for my purpose. SVANHILD [going]. Farewell. GULDSTAD. No, Remain. SVANHILD. Shall I? GULDSTAD. Until you've answered me. It's time we squared accounts. It's time we three Talked out for once together from the heart. FALK [taken aback]. We three? GULDSTAD. Yes,--all disguises flung apart. FALK [suppressing a smile]. O, at your service. GULDSTAD. Very good, then hear. We've been acquainted now for half a year; We've wrangled-- FALK. Yes. GULDSTAD. We've been in constant feud; We've changed hard blows enough. You fought--alone-- For a sublime ideal; I as one Among the money-grubbing multitude. And yet it seemed as if a chord united Us two, as if a thousand thoughts that lay Deep in my own youth's memory benighted Had started at your bidding into day. Yes, I amaze you. But this hair grey-sprinkled Once fluttered brown in spring-time, and this brow, Which daily occupation moistens now With sweat of labour, was not always wrinkled. Enough; I am a man of business, hence-- FALK [with gentle sarcasm]. You are the type of practical good sense. GULDSTAD. And you are hope's own singer young and fain. [Stepping between them. Just therefore, Falk and Svanhild, I am here. Now let us talk, then; for the hour is near Which brings good hap or sorrow in its train. FALK [in suspense]. Speak, then! GULDSTAD [smiling]. My ground is, as I said last night, A kind of poetry-- FALK. In practice. GULDSTAD. Right! FALK. And if one asked the source from which you drew--? GULDSTAD [Glancing a moment at SVANHILD, and then turning again to FALK. A common source discovered by us two. SVANHILD. Now I must go. GULDSTAD. No, wait till I conclude. I should not ask so much of others. You, Svanhild, I've learnt to fathom thro' and thro'; You are too sensible to play the prude. I watched expand, unfold, your little life; A perfect woman I divined within
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