ADOLPH. But little brother doesn't want any more brothers.
TEKLA. Come here to Pussy now and get his hair pulled because he is jealous—no, envious is the right word for it!
(Two knocks with a chair are heard from the adjoining room, where GUSTAV is.)
ADOLPH. No, I don't want to play now. I want to talk seriously.
TEKLA. [Prattling] Mercy me, does he want to talk seriously? Dreadful, how serious he's become! [Takes hold of his head and kisses him] Smile a little—there now!
ADOLPH. [Smiling against his will] Oh, you're the—I might almost think you knew how to use magic!
TEKLA. Well, can't he see now? That's why he shouldn't start any trouble—or I might use my magic to make him invisible!
ADOLPH. [Gets up] Will you sit for me a moment, Tekla? With the side of your face this way, so that I can put a face on my figure.
TEKLA. Of course, I will.
[Turns her head so he can see her in profile.]