Kaia.
[Putting down the portfolio.] Good night, then. [Beseechingly.] And please, please think kindly of me.
Solness.
Oh, that I always do. Good-night, my dear little Kaia. [Glances to the right.] Go, go now!
Mrs. Solness and Dr. Herdal enter by the door on the right. He is a stoutish, elderly man, with a round, good-humoured face, clean shaven, with thin, light hair, and gold spectacles.
Mrs. Solness.
[Still in the doorway.] Halvard, I cannot keep the doctor any longer.
Solness.
Well then, come in here.
Mrs. Solness.
[To Kaia, who is turning down the desk-lamp.] Have you finished the letter already, Miss Fosli?
Kaia.
[In confusion.] The letter?
Solness.
Yes, it was quite a short one.
Mrs. Solness.
It must have been very short.
Solness.
You may go now, Miss Fosli. And please come in good time to morrow morning.
