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Hedvig. [Making signs.] H'm—h'm!
Gina.
[Not noticing.]he has been in to fetch hot water
Hialmar. Aha! Then he's
Gina. Yes, I suppose so.
Hialmar.
Oh God! my poor old white-haired father!—Well, well; there let him sit and get all the enjoyment he can.
[Old Ekdal, in an indoor coat and with a lighted pipe, comes from his room.
Ekdal.
Got home? Thought it was you I heard talking.
Hialmar.
Yes, I have just come.
Ekdal. You didn't see me, did you?
Hialmar.
No; but they told me you had passed through—so I thought I would follow you.
Ekdal.
H'm, good of you, Hialmar.—Who were they, all those fellows?
Hialmar.
Oh, all sorts of people. There was Chamber-
