Hialmar.
That was only to be expected. If people won't keep their eyes open. Nothing can be done without a real effort, Gina!
Hedvig. [Going towards him.] Shall I fetch you the flute, father?
Hialmar.
No; no flute for me; I want no pleasures in this world. [Pacing about.] Yes, indeed I will work to-morrow; you shall see if I don't. You may be sure I shall work as long as my strength holds out.
Gina.
But my dear good Ekdal, I didn't mean it in that way.
Hedvig.
Father, mayn't I bring in a bottle of beer?
Hialmar.
No, certainly not. I require nothing, nothing [Comes to a standstill.] Beer? Was it beer you were talking about?
Hedvig. [Cheerfully.] Yes, father; beautiful fresh beer.
Hialmar.
Well—since you insist upon it, you may bring in a bottle.
Gina.
Yes, do; and we'll be nice and cosy.
[Hedvig runs towards the kitchen door.
