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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.