been the great lady with me. And she's never had any too much love for you neither.
Rebecca. Do you think Mrs. Rosmer was in her right mind when she wrote that letter to Mortensgård?
Madam Helseth. It's a queer thing a person's mind, Miss. Clean out of her mind I don't think she was.
Rebecca. But she seemed to go distracted when she learned that she must always be childless. It was that that unsettled her reason.
Madam Helseth. Yes, poor lady, that was a dreadful blow to her.
Rebecca. [Takes up her crochet and sits in a chair by the window.] But after all—don't you think it was a good thing for the Pastor, Madam Helseth?
Madam Helseth. What, Miss?
Rebecca. That there were no children. Don't you think so?
Madam Helseth. H'm, I'm sure I don't know what to say about that.
Rebecca. Oh yes, believe me, it was fortunate for him. Pastor Rosmer is not the man to have crying children about his house.
