in me. You have never believed that I was man enough to carry the cause through to victory.
Rebecca.
I believed that we two together could do it.
Rosmer.
That is not true. You thought that you yourself could do something great in life; and that you could use me to further your ends. I was to be a serviceable instrument to you—that is what you thought.
Rebecca.
Listen to me, Rosmer
Rosmer.
[Seats himself listlessly on the sofa.] Oh, what is the use? I see through it all now—I have been like a glove in your hands.
Rebecca.
Listen, Rosmer. Hear what I have to say. It will be for the last time. [Sits in a chair close to the sofa.] I intended to write you all about it—when I was back in the North. But I daresay it is best that you should hear it at once.
Rosmer.
Have you more confessions to make?
Rebecca.
The greatest of all is to come.
Rosmer.
The greatest?
