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Solness.
[Points to his own forehead.] Here you see one at all events.
Hilda.
You—Mr. Solness!
Mrs. Solness.
Oh, don't talk like that, my dear Halvard!
Solness.
Have you not noticed that yet?
Hilda.
No, I certainly have not. [Reflects and laughs a little.] And yet—perhaps in one single thing.
Solness.
Ah, do you hear that, Aline?
Mrs Solness.
What is that one single thing, Miss Wangel?
Hilda.
No, I won't say.
Solness.
Oh yes, do!
Hilda.
No thank you—I am not so mad as that.
Mrs. Solness.
When you and Miss Wangel are alone, I daresay she will tell you, Halvard.
Solness.
Ah—you think she will?
