Tjaelde. Of course they did; but I didn't pay any attention to them.
Hamar (who has been standing on the verandah). But Möller—what did he say? What did he do?
Tjaelde. I don't know, I tell you.
Valborg (who has been walking up and down the room during the preceding conversation). He has said and done quite enough already.
Tjaelde (who has at last finished eating and drinking, is struck by her words). What do you mean by that, Valborg?
Valborg. That if I were his daughter I would never forgive him.
Mrs. Tjaelde. My dear Valborg, don't say such things!
Valborg. I mean it! A man who would bring such shame and misery upon his family does not deserve any mercy from them.
Mrs. Tjaelde. We are all in need of mercy.
Valborg. In one sense, yes. But what I mean is that I could never give him my respect or my affection again. He would have wronged me too cruelly.