ENGSTRAND. What the devil do you mean? Do you set yourself up against your father, you hussy? (1.34)
MANDERS. But a daughter's duty, my good girl – Of course, we should first have to get your mistress's consent. (1.127)
MRS. ALVING. Ah, but here he has his mother, you see. My own darling boy – he hasn't forgotten his old mother!
MANDERS. It would be grievous indeed, if absence and absorption in art and that sort of thing were to blunt his natural feelings. (1.154-155)