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Lövborg.
May I not say du even when we are alone?
Hedda.
No. You may think it; but you mustn't say it.
Lövborg.
Ah, I understand. It is an offence against George Tesman, whom you[1]—love.
Hedda.
[Glances at him and smiles.] Love? What an idea!
Lövborg.
You don't love him then!
Hedda.
But I won't hear of any sort of unfaithfulness! Remember that.
Lövborg.
Hedda—answer me one thing
Hedda.
Hush!
[Tesman enters with a small tray from the inner room.
Tesman.
Here you are! Isn't this tempting?
[He puts the tray on the table.
Hedda.
Why do you bring it yourself?
1 From this point onward Lövborg uses the formal De.
