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Gregers. [Going over to them.] Why, what is it?
Ekdal. Look for yourself. H'm.
Hialmar. [Somewhat embarrassed.] This belongs to father, you understand.
Gregers. [At the door, looks into the garret.] Why, you keep poultry, Lieutenant Ekdal
Ekdal. Should think we did keep poultry. They've gone to roost now. But you should just see our fowls by daylight, sir!
Hedvig And there's a
Ekdal. Sh—sh I don't say anything about it yet.
Gregers. And you have pigeons too, I see.
Ekdal. Oh yes, haven't we just got pigeons! They have their nest-boxes up there under the roof-*tree; for pigeons like to roost high, you see
Hialmar. They aren't all common pigeons.
Ekdal. Common! Should think not indeed! We
