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Rebecca.
North, by the steamer.
Rosmer.
North? What takes you to the North?
Rebecca.
It was there I came from.
Rosmer.
But you have no ties there now.
Rebecca.
I have none here either.
Rosmer.
What do you think of doing?
Rebecca.
I don't know. I only want to have done with it all.
Rosmer.
To have done with it?
Rebecca.
Rosmersholm has broken me.
Rosmer.
[His attention aroused.] Do you say that?
Rebecca.
Broken me utterly and hopelessly.—I had a free and fearless will when I came here. Now I have bent my neck under a strange law.—From this day forth, I feel as if I had no courage for anything in the world.
