Brack.
[Laughing equivocally.] Well well, Mrs. Hedda—perhaps you are right there. If I had, who knows what I might be capable of?
Hedda.
Come come now, Judge Brack! That sounds almost like a threat.
Brack.
[Rising.] Oh, not at all! The triangle, you know, ought, if possible, to be spontaneously constructed.
Hedda.
There I agree with you.
Brack.
Well, now I have said all I had to say; and I had better be getting back to town. Good-bye, Mrs. Hedda. [He goes towards the glass door.
Hedda.
[Rising.] Are you going through the garden?
Brack.
Yes, it's a short cut for me.
Hedda.
And then it is a back way, too.
Brack.
Quite so. I have no objection to back ways. They may be piquant enough at times.
Hedda.
When there is ball practice going on, you mean?
