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Hedda.
I scarcely know her, you see. Is she not often like that?
Tesman.
No, not as she was to-day.
Hedda.
[Leaving the glass door.] Do you think she was annoyed about the bonnet?
Tesman.
Oh, scarcely at all. Perhaps a little, just at the moment
Hedda.
But what an idea, to pitch her bonnet about in the drawing-room! No one does that sort of thing.
Tesman.
Well you may be sure Aunt Julia won't do it again.
Hedda.
In any case, I shall manage to make my peace with her.
Tesman. Yes, my dear, good Hedda, if you only would.
Hedda.
When you call this afternoon, you might invite her to spend the evening here.
Tesman.
Yes, that I will. And there's one thing more you could do that would delight her heart.
