room, and then get another here in its place. When it's convenient, I mean.
Tesman.
[A little taken aback.] Yes—of course we could do that.
Hedda.
[Takes up the bouquet from the piano.] These flowers were not here last night when we arrived.
Tesman.
Aunt Julia must have brought them for you.
Hedda.
[Examining the bouquet.] A visiting-card. [Takes it out and reads:] "Shall return later in the day." Can you guess whose card it is?
Tesman.
No. Whose? Eh?
Hedda.
The name is "Mrs. Elvsted."
Tesman.
Is it really? Sheriff Elvsted's wife? Miss Rysing that was.
Hedda.
Exactly. The girl with the irritating hair, that she was always showing off. An old flame of yours I've been told.
Tesman.
[Laughing.] Oh, that didn't last long; and it was before I knew you, Hedda. But fancy her being in town!
