ANNA Going out again? In such weather as this! You'll catch cold, ma'am, and be ill. NORA Worse things might happen.--What are the children doing? ANNA They're playing with their Christmas presents, poor little dears; but-- NORA Do they often ask for me? ANNA You see they've been so used to having their mamma with them. NORA Yes; but, Anna, I can't have them so much with me in future. ANNA Well, little children get used to anything. NORA Do you think they do? Do you believe they would forget their mother if she went quite away? ANNA Gracious me! Quite away? |
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