game?
| Engstrand |
Is what my game? |
| Regina |
Looking hard at him. What are you going to fool Pastor Manders into doing, this time? |
| Engstrand |
Sh! sh! Are you crazy? Do I want to fool Pastor Manders? Oh no! Pastor Manders has been far too good a friend to me for that. But I just wanted to say, you know—that I mean to be off home again tonight. |
| Regina |
The sooner the better, say I. |
| Engstrand |
Yes, but I want you with me, Regina. |
| Regina |
Open-mouthed. You want me—? What are you talking about? |
| Engstrand |
I want you to come home with me, I say. |
| Regina |
Scornfully. Never in this world shall you get me home with you. |
| Engstrand |
Oh, we’ll see about that. |
| Regina |
Yes, you may be sure we’ll see about it! Me, that have been brought up by a lady like Mrs. Alving! Me, that am treated almost as a daughter here! Is it me you want to go home with you?—to a house like yours? For shame! |
| Engstrand |
What the devil do you mean? Do you set yourself up against your father, you hussy? |
| Regina |
Mutters without looking at him. You’ve said often enough I was no concern of yours. |
| Engstrand |
Pooh! Why should you bother about that— |
| Regina |
Haven’t you many a time sworn at me and called me a—? Fi donc! |
| Engstrand |
Curse me, now, if ever I used such an ugly word. |
| Regina |
Oh, I remember very well what word you used. |
| Engstrand |
Well, but that was only when I was a bit on, don’t you know? Temptations are manifold in this world, Regina. |
| Regina |
Ugh! |
| Engstrand |
And besides, it was when your mother was that aggravating—I had to find something to twit her with, my child. She was always setting up for a fine lady. Mimics. “Let me go, Engstrand; let me be. Remember I was three years in Chamberlain Alving’s family at Rosenvold.” Laughs. Mercy on us! She could never forget that the Captain was made a Chamberlain while she was in service here. |
| Regina |
Poor Mother! you very soon tormented her into her grave. |
| Engstrand |
With a twist of his shoulders. Oh, of course! I’m to have the blame for everything. |
| Regina |
Turns away; half aloud. Ugh—! And that leg too! |
| Engstrand |
What do you say, my child? |
| Regina |
Pied de mouton. |
| Engstrand |
Is that English, eh? |
| Regina |
Yes. |
| Engstrand |
Ay, ay; you’ve picked up some learning out here; and that may come in useful now, Regina. |
| Regina |
After a short silence. What do you want with me in town? |
| Engstrand |
Can you ask what a father wants with his only child? A’n’t I a lonely, forlorn widower? |
| Regina |
Oh, don’t try on any nonsense like that with me! Why do you want me? |
| Engstrand |
Well, let me tell you, I’ve been thinking of setting up in a new line of business. |
| Regina |
Contemptuously. You’ve tried that often enough, and much good you’ve done with it. |
| Engstrand |
Yes, but this time you shall see, Regina! Devil take me— |
| Regina |
Stamps. Stop your swearing! |
| Engstrand |
Hush, hush; you’re right enough there, my girl. What I wanted to say was just this—I’ve laid by a very tidy pile from this Orphanage job. |
| Regina |
Have you? That’s a good thing for you. |
| Engstrand |
What can a man spend his ha’pence on here in this country hole? |
| Regina |
Well, what then? |
| Engstrand |
Why, you see, I thought of putting the money into some paying speculation. I thought of a sort of a sailor’s tavern— |
| Regina |
Pah! |
| Engstrand |
A regular high-class affair, of course; not any sort of pigsty for common sailors. No! damn it! it would be for captains and mates, and—and—regular swells, you know. |
| Regina |
And I was to—? |
| Engstrand |
You were to help, to be sure. Only for the look of the thing, you understand. Devil a bit of hard work shall you have, my girl. You shall do exactly what you like. |
| Regina |
Oh, indeed! |
| Engstrand |
But there must be a petticoat in the house; that’s as clear as daylight. For I want to have it a bit lively like in the evenings, with singing and dancing, and so on. You must remember they’re weary wanderers on the ocean of life. Nearer. Now don’t be a fool and stand in your own light, Regina. What’s to become of you out here? Your mistress has given you a lot of learning; but what good is that to you? You’re to look after the children at the new Orphanage, I hear. Is that the sort of thing for you, eh? Are you so dead set on wearing your life out for a pack of dirty brats? |
| Regina |
No; if things go as I want them to—Well there’s no saying—there’s no saying. |
| Engstrand |
What do you mean by “there’s no saying”? |
| Regina |
Never you mind.—How much money have you saved? |
| Engstrand |
What with one thing and another, a matter of seven or eight hundred crowns. A “krone” is equal to one shilling and three-halfpence. |
| Regina |
That’s not so bad. |
| Engstrand |
It’s enough to make a start with, my girl. |
| Regina |
Aren’t you thinking of giving me any? |
| Engstrand |
No, I’m blest if I am! |
| Regina |
Not even of sending me a scrap of stuff for a new dress? |
| Engstrand |
Come to town with me, my lass, and you’ll soon get dresses enough. |
| Regina |
Pooh! I can do that on my own account, if I want to. |
| Engstrand |
No, a father’s guiding hand is what you want, Regina. Now, I’ve got my eye on a capital house in Little Harbour Street. They don’t want much ready-money; and it could be a sort of a Sailors’ Home, you know. |
| Regina |
But I will not live with you! I have nothing whatever to do with you. Be off! |
| Engstrand |
You wouldn’t stop long with me, my girl. No such luck! If you knew how to play your cards, such a fine figure of a girl as you’ve grown in the last year or two— |
| Regina |
Well? |
| Engstrand |
You’d soon get hold of some mate—or maybe even a captain— |
| Regina |
I won’t marry anyone of that sort. Sailors have no savoir vivre. |
| Engstrand |
What’s that they haven’t got? |
| Regina |
I know what sailors are, I |