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Solness.

[Looks up at her.] As well as who?

Mrs. Solness.

[Without answering.] Yes, yes—depend upon it, Halvard, old Brovik is going to die too. You'll see that he will.

Solness.

My dear Aline, ought you not to go out for a little walk?

Mrs. Solness.

Yes, I suppose I ought to.

[She continues to attend to the flowers.

Solness.

[Bending over the drawings.] Is she still asleep?

Mrs. Solness.

[Looking at him.] Is it Miss Wangel you are sitting there thinking about?

Solness.

[Indifferently.] I just happened to recollect her.

Mrs. Solness.

Miss Wangel was up long ago.

Solness.

Oh, was she?

Mrs. Solness.

When I went in to see her, she was busy putting her things in order.

[She goes in front of the mirror and slowly begins to put on her hat.