"Henrik Ibsen - The Wild Duck" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ibsen Henrik)

Hialmar.
Don't let us talk of it, old fellow. Of course my poor unhappy father lives with
me. He hasn't another soul in the world to care for him. But you can understand
that this is a miserable subject for me. — Tell me, rather, how you have been
getting on up at the works.
Gregers.
I have had a delightfully lonely time of it — plenty of leisure to think and
think about things. Come over here; we may as well make ourselves comfortable.
He seats himself in an arm-chair by the fire and draws HIALMAR down into another
alongside of it.
Hialmar (sentimentally).
After all, Gregers, I thank you for inviting me to your father's table; for I
take it as a sign that you have got over your feeling against me.
Gregers (surprised).
How could you imagine I had any feeling against you?
Hialmar.
You had at first, you know.
Gregers.
How at first?
Hialmar.
After the great misfortune. It was natural enough that you should. Your father
was within an ace of being drawn into that — well, that terrible business.
Gregers.
Why should that give me any feeling against you? Who can have put that into your
head?
Hialmar.
I know it did, Gregers; your father told me so himself.
Gregers (starts).
My father! Oh indeed. H'm. — Was that why you never let me hear from you? — not
a single word.
Hialmar.
Yes.
Gregers.
Not even when you made up your mind to become a photographer?
Hialmar.
Your father said I had better not write to you at all, about anything.
Gregers (looking straight before him).
Well well, perhaps he was right. — But tell me now, Hialmar: are you pretty well
satisfied with your present position?
Hialmar (with a little sigh).
Oh yes, I am; I have really no cause to complain. At first, as you may guess, I
felt it a little strange. It was such a totally new state of things for me. But
of course my whole circumstances were totally changed. Father's utter,
irretrievable ruin, — the shame and disgrace of it, Gregers
Gregers (affected).
Yes, yes; I understand.
Hialmar.
I couldn't think of remaining at college; there wasn't a shilling to spare; on
the contrary, there were debts — mainly to your father I believe —
Gregers.