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Brack.
[With a little hesitation, rising and resting his hands on the back of his chair.] My dear Tesman—and you too, Mrs. Tesman—I think I ought not to keep you in the dark about something that—that
Tesman.
That concerns Eilert?
Brack.
Both you and him.
Tesman.
Well, my dear Judge, out with it.
Brack.
You must be prepared to find your appointment deferred longer than you desired or expected.
Tesman.
[Jumping up uneasily.] Is there some hitch about it? Eh?
Brack.
The nomination may perhaps be made conditional on the result of a competition
Tesman.
Competition! Think of that, Hedda!
Hedda.
[Leans further back in the chair.] Aha—aha!
Tesman.
But who can my competitor be? Surely not?
