Mrs. Solness.
No; you must answer that question for yourself.
Solness.
[Glances suspiciously at her.] What do you mean by that, Aline?
Mrs. Solness.
What do I mean?
Solness.
Yes, in the devil's name! You said it so strangely—as if you had some hidden meaning in it.
Mrs. Solness.
No, indeed, I assure you
Solness.
[Comes closer.] Oh, come now—I know what I know. I have both my eyes and my ears about me, Aline—you may depend upon that!
Mrs. Solness.
Why, what are you talking about? What is it?
Solness.
[Places himself in front of her.] Do you mean to say you don't find a kind of lurking, hidden meaning in the most innocent word I happen to say?
Mrs. Solness.
I, do you say? I do that?
Solness.
[Laughs.] Ho-ho-ho! It's natural enough, Aline! When you have a sick man on your hands
