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Mrs. Elvsted.
[Joyfully.] Yes, let them!
Hedda.
I saw it plainly in Judge Brack's face a moment ago.
Lövborg.
What did you see?
Hedda.
His contemptuous smile, when you dared not go with them into the inner room.
Lövborg.
Dared not? Of course I preferred to stop here and talk to you.
Mrs. Elvsted.
What could be more natural, Hedda?
Hedda.
But the Judge could not guess that. And I saw, too, the way he smiled and glanced at Tesman when you dared not accept his invitation to this wretched little supper-party of his.
Lövborg.
Dared not! Do you say I dared not?
Hedda.
I don't say so. But that was how Judge Brack understood it.
Lövborg.
Well, let him.
Hedda.
Then you are not going with them?
