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Hialmar.

[Goes over, tears open the kitchen door, and says:] Hedvig, come, come in to me! [Looks round.] No, she's not here.

Gina.

Then she must be in her own little room.

Hialmar.

[Without.] No, she's not here either. [Comes in.] She must have gone out.

Gina.

Yes, you wouldn't have her anywheres in the house.

Hialmar.

Oh, if she would only come home quickly, so that I can tell her——Everything will come right now, Gregers; now I believe we can begin life afresh.

Gregers.

[Quietly] I knew it; I knew the child would make amends.

Old Ekdal appears at the door of his room; he is in full uniform, and is busy buckling on his sword.

Hialmar.

[Astonished.] Father! Are you there?

Gina.

Have you been firing in your room?

Ekdal.

[Resentfully approaching.] So you go shooting alone, do you, Hialmar?