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Rebecca.
[Smiles.] H'm, my future.
Rosmer.
I have long ago arranged for everything. Whatever may happen, you are provided for.
Rebecca.
That too, my dear one?
Rosmer.
You might surely have known that.
Rebecca.
It is many a long day since I have given a thought to such things.
Rosmer.
Yes, yes—you thought things would always remain as they were between us.
Rebecca.
Yes, I thought so.
Rosmer.
So did I. But if I were to go
Rebecca.
Oh, Rosmer—you will live longer than I.
Rosmer.
Surely my worthless life lies in my own hands.
Rebecca.
What is this? You are never thinking of!
