has.
| Tesman |
And I hear it has made some sensation! |
| Brack |
Quite an unusual sensation. |
| Tesman |
Fancy—isn’t that good news! A man of such extraordinary talents—. I felt so grieved to think that he had gone irretrievably to ruin. |
| Brack |
That was what everybody thought. |
| Tesman |
But I cannot imagine what he will take to now! How in the world will he be able to make his living? Eh? |
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During the last words, Hedda has entered by the hall door. |
| Hedda |
To Brack, laughing with a touch of scorn. Tesman is forever worrying about how people are to make their living. |
| Tesman |
Well you see, dear—we were talking about poor Eilert Lövborg. |
| Hedda |
Glancing at him rapidly. Oh, indeed? Sets herself in the armchair beside the stove and asks indifferently: What is the matter with him? |
| Tesman |
Well—no doubt he has run through all his property long ago; and he can scarcely write a new book every year—eh? So I really can’t see what is to become of him. |
| Brack |
Perhaps I can give you some information on that point. |
| Tesman |
Indeed! |
| Brack |
You must remember that his relations have a good deal of influence. |
| Tesman |
Oh, his relations, unfortunately, have entirely washed their hands of him. |
| Brack |
At one time they called him the hope of the family. |
| Tesman |
At one time, yes! But he has put an end to all that. |
| Hedda |
Who knows? With a slight smile. I hear they have reclaimed him up at Sheriff Elvsted’s— |
| Brack |
And then this book that he has published— |
| Tesman |
Well well, I hope to goodness they may find something for him to do. I have just written to him. I asked him to come and see us this evening, Hedda dear. |
| Brack |
But my dear fellow, you are booked for my bachelor’s party this evening. You promised on the pier last night. |
| Hedda |
Had you forgotten, Tesman? |
| Tesman |
Yes, I had utterly forgotten. |
| Brack |
But it doesn’t matter, for you may be sure he won’t come. |
| Tesman |
What makes you think that? Eh? |
| Brack |
With a little hesitation, rising and resting his hands on the back of his chair. My dear Tesman—and you too, Mrs. Tesman—I think I ought not to keep you in the dark about something that—that— |
| Tesman |
That concerns Eilert—? |
| Brack |
Both you and him. |
| Tesman |
Well, my dear Judge, out with it. |
| Brack |
You must be prepared to find your appointment deferred longer than you desired or expected. |
| Tesman |
Jumping up uneasily. Is there some hitch about it? Eh? |
| Brack |
The nomination may perhaps be made conditional on the result of a competition— |
| Tesman |
Competition! Think of that, Hedda! |
| Hedda |
Leans further back in the chair. Aha—aha! |
| Tesman |
But who can my competitor be? Surely not—? |
| Brack |
Yes, precisely—Eilert Lövborg. |
| Tesman |
Clasping his hands. No, no—it’s quite impossible! Eh? |
| Brack |
H’m—that is what it may come to, all the same. |
| Tesman |
Well but, Judge Brack—it would show the most incredible lack of consideration for me. Gesticulates with his arms. For—just think—I’m a married man! We have married on the strength of these prospects, Hedda and I; and run deep into debt; and borrowed money from Aunt Julia too. Good heavens, they had as good as promised me the appointment. Eh? |
| Brack |
Well, well, well—no doubt you will get it in the end; only after a contest. |
| Hedda |
Immovable in her armchair. Fancy, Tesman, there will be a sort of sporting interest in that. |
| Tesman |
Why, my dearest Hedda, how can you be so indifferent about it? |
| Hedda |
As before. I am not at all indifferent. I am most eager to see who wins. |
| Brack |
In any case, Mrs. Tesman, it is best that you should know how matters stand. I mean—before you set about the little purchases I hear you are threatening. |
| Hedda |
This can make no difference. |
| Brack |
Indeed! Then I have no more to say. Goodbye! To Tesman. I shall look in on my way back from my afternoon walk, and take you home with me. |
| Tesman |
Oh yes, yes—your news has quite upset me. |
| Hedda |
Reclining, holds out her hand. Goodbye, Judge; and be sure you call in the afternoon. |
| Brack |
Many thanks. Goodbye, goodbye! |
| Tesman |
Accompanying him to the door. Goodbye my dear Judge! You must really excuse me—Judge Brack goes out by the hall door. |
| Tesman |
Crosses the room. Oh Hedda—one should never rush into adventures. Eh? |
| Hedda |
Looks at him, smiling. Do you do that? |
| Tesman |
Yes, dear—there is no denying—it was adventurous to go and marry and set up house upon mere expectations. |
| Hedda |
Perhaps you are right there. |
| Tesman |
Well—at all events, we have our delightful home, Hedda! Fancy, the home we both dreamed of—the home we were in love with, I may almost say. Eh? |
| Hedda |
Rising slowly and wearily. It was part of our compact that we were to go into society—to keep open house. |
| Tesman |
Yes, if you only knew how I had been looking forward to it! Fancy—to see you as hostess—in a select circle! Eh? Well, well, well—for the present we shall have to get on without society, Hedda—only to invite Aunt Julia now and then.—Oh, I intended you to lead such an utterly different life, dear—! |
| Hedda |
Of course I cannot have my man in livery just yet. |
| Tesman |
Oh, no, unfortunately. It would be out of the question for us to keep a footman, you know. |
| Hedda |
And the saddle horse I was to have had— |
| Tesman |
Aghast. The saddle horse! |
| Hedda |
—I suppose I must not think of that now. |
| Tesman |
Good heavens, no!—that’s as clear as daylight! |
| Hedda |
Goes up the room. Well, I shall have one thing at least to kill time with in the meanwhile. |
| Tesman |
Beaming. Oh thank heaven for that! What is it, Hedda. Eh? |
| Hedda |
In the middle doorway, looks at him with covert scorn. My pistols, George. |
| Tesman |
In alarm. Your pistols! |
| Hedda |
With cold eyes. General Gabler’s pistols. |
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She goes out through the inner room, to the left. |
| Tesman |
Rushes up to the middle doorway and calls after her: No, for heaven’s sake, Hedda darling—don’t touch those dangerous things! For my sake Hedda! Eh? |