LOVBORG.
Nor I, thank you.
MRS. ELVSTED.
No, he doesn't either.
HEDDA.
[Looks fixedly at him.] But if I say you shall?
LOVBORG.
It would be of no use.
HEDDA.
[Laughing.] Then I, poor creature, have no sort of power over you?
LOVBORG.
Not in that respect.
HEDDA.
But seriously, I think you ought to--for your own sake.
MRS. ELVSTED.
Why, Hedda---!
LOVBORG.
How so?
HEDDA.
Or rather on account of other people.
LOVBORG.
Indeed?
HEDDA.
Otherwise people might be apt to suspect that--in your heart of
hearts--you did not feel quite secure--quite confident in yourself.
MRS. ELVSTED.
[Softly.] Oh please, Hedda---!
LOVBORG.
People may suspect what they like--for the present.
MRS. ELVSTED.
[Joyfully.] Yes, let them!
HEDDA.
I saw it plainly in Judge Brack's face a moment ago.
LOVBORG.
What did you see?
HEDDA.
His contemptuous smile, when you dared not go with them into the
inner room.
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