Not exactly to that. I don't say that your wing has been broken; but you have strayed into a poisonous marsh, Hialmar; an insidious disease has taken hold of you, and you have sunk down to die in the dark.
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Now, my dear Gregers, pray do not go on about disease and poison; I am not used to that sort of talk. In my house nobody ever speaks to me about unpleasant things.
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Gregers
[ (leaves the table).]
No airing you can give will drive out the taint I mean.
Hialmar.
Taint!
Gina.
Yes, what do you say to that, Ekdal!
Relling.
Excuse me -- may it not be you yourself that have brought the taint from those mines up there?
Gregers.
It is like you to call what I bring into this house a taint.
Relling
[ (goes up to him).]
Look here, Mr. Werle, junior: I have a strong suspicion that you are still carrying about
that "claim of the ideal" large as life, in your coat-tail pocket.
Gregers.
I carry it in my breast.
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Relling.Well, I'll tell you, Mrs. Ekdal. He is suffering from an acute attack of integrity.
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