I would rather keep my seat where I happen to be—and continue the tête-à-tête.
Brack.
But suppose a third person were to jump in and join the couple.
Hedda.
Ah—that is quite another matter
Brack.
A trusted, sympathetic friend
Hedda.
with a fund of conversation on all sorts of lively topics
Brack.
and not the least bit of a specialist!
Hedda.
[With an audible sigh.] Yes, that would be a relief indeed.
Brack.
[Hears the front door open, and glances in that direction.] The triangle is completed.
Hedda.
[Half aloud.] And on goes the train.
George Tesman, in a grey walking-suit, with a soft felt hat, enters from the hall. He has a number of unbound books under his arm and in his pockets.
Tesman.
[Goes up to the table beside the corner settee.] Ouf—what a load for a warm day—all these books.
