No.
JULIE. What would you do in my place?
JEAN. In your place--wait. As a noble lady, as a woman--fallen--I
don't know. Yes, now I know.
JULIE [She takes up razor from table and makes gestures saying]
This?
JEAN. Yes. But _I_ should not do it, mark you, for there is a
difference between us.
JULIE. Because you are a man and I am a woman? What other
difference is there?
JEAN. That very difference--of man and woman.
JULIE [Razor in hand]. I want to do it--but I can't. My father
couldn't either that time when he should have done it.
JEAN. No, he was right, not to do it--he had to avenge himself
first.
JULIE. And now my mother revenges herself again through me.
JEAN. Haven't you loved your father, Miss Julie?
JULIE. Yes, deeply. But I have probably hated him too, I must have--
without being aware of it. And it is due to my father's training
that I have learned to scorn my own sex. Between them both they
have made me half man, half woman. Whose is the fault for what has
happened--my father's? My mother's? My own? I haven't anything of
my own. I haven't a thought which was not nay father's--not a
passion that wasn't my mother's. And last of all from my betrothed
the idea that all people are equal. For that I now call him a
wretch. How can it be my own fault then? Throw the burden on Jesus
as Kristin did? No, I am too proud, too intelligent, thanks to my
father's teaching.-- --And that a rich man cannot enter the Kingdom
of Heaven--that is a lie, and Kristin, who has money in the savings
bank--she surely cannot enter there.
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