declined the invitation; for now, as you know, he has become a new man.
Hedda.
Up at the Elvsteds', yes. But he went after all, then?
Brack.
Well, you see, Mrs. Hedda—unhappily the spirit moved him at my rooms last evening
Hedda. Yes, I hear he found inspiration.
Brack.
Pretty violent inspiration. Well, I fancy that altered his purpose; for we menfolk are unfortunately not always so firm in our principles as we ought to be.
Hedda.
Oh, I am sure you are an exception, Judge Brack. But as to Lövborg?
Brack.
To make a long story short—he landed at last in Mademoiselle Diana's rooms.
Hedda. Mademoiselle Diana's?
Brack.
It was Mademoiselle Diana that was giving the soirée, to a select circle of her admirers and her lady friends.
Hedda.
Is she a red-haired woman?
