The Master Builder Part 62

The Master Builder Part 62

Oh, not just on that account, surely?


MRS. SOLNESS.


Yes, yes, Miss w.a.n.gel; for it is only my duty to submit myself to him. But very often it is dreadfully difficult to force ones mind to obedience.


HILDA.


Yes, that must be difficult indeed.


MRS. SOLNESS.


I can tell you it is--when one has so many faults as I have--


HILDA.


When one has gone through so much trouble as you have--


MRS. SOLNESS.


How do you know about that?


HILDA.


Your husband told me.


MRS. SOLNESS.


To me he very seldom mentions these things.--Yes, I can tell you I have gone through more than enough trouble in my life, Miss w.a.n.gel.


HILDA.


[Looks sympathetically at her and nods slowly.] Poor Mrs. Solness. First of all there was the fire--


MRS. SOLNESS.


[With a sigh.] Yes, everything that was mine was burnt.


HILDA.


And then came what was worse.


MRS. SOLNESS.


[Looking inquiringly at her.] Worse?


HILDA.


The worst of all.


MRS. SOLNESS.


What do you mean?


HILDA.


[Softly.] You lost the two little boys.


MRS. SOLNESS.


Oh, yes, the boys. But, you see, that was a thing apart. That was a dispensation of Providence; and in such things one can only bow in submission--yes, and be thankful, too.


HILDA.


Then you are so?


MRS. SOLNESS.


Not always, I am sorry to say. I know well enough that it is my duty--but all the same I cannot.


HILDA.


No, no, I think that is only natural.


MRS. SOLNESS.


And often and often I have to remind myself that it was a righteous punishment for me--


HILDA.