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Hedvig.
Oh, you mustn't see it now. Mother is to give it to me to-morrow morning before I'm up.
Hialmar.
What is all this hocus-pocus that I am to be kept in the dark about!
Hedvig.
[Quickly.] Oh no, you may see it if you like. It's a big letter.
[Takes the letter out of her cloak pocket.
Hialmar.
A letter too?
Hedvig.
Yes, it is only a letter. The rest will come afterwards, I suppose. But fancy—a letter! I've never had a letter before. And there's "Miss" written upon it. [Reads.] "Miss Hedvig Ekdal." Only fancy—that's me!
Hialmar.
Let me see that letter.
Hedvig.
[Hands it to him.] There it is.
Hialmar.
That is Mr. Werle's hand.
Gina.
Are you sure of that, Ekdal?
Hialmar.
Look for yourself.
