Hialmar.
The body sometimes makes its claims felt too.
Gregers.
What have you decided to do?
Hialmar.
For a man like me, there is only one course possible. I am just putting my most important things together. But it takes time, you know.
Gina.
[With a touch of impatience.] Am I to get the room ready for you, or am I to pack your portmanteau?
Hialmar.
[After a glance of annoyance at Gregers.] Pack—and get the room ready!
Gina.
[Takes the portmanteau.] Very well; then I'll put in the shirt and the other things.
[Goes into the sitting-room and draws the door to after her.
Gregers.
[After a short silence.] I never dreamed that this would be the end of it. Do you really feel it a necessity to leave house and home?
Hialmar.
[Wanders about restlessly.] What would you have me do?—I am not fitted to bear unhappiness, Gregers. I must feel secure and at peace in my surroundings.
