[Throws herself into his arms, and helps herself to macaroons.] That will be fearfully thrilling! My—my Manager!
Dr. Herdal.
[Comes out very pale, from dispensary.] Hilda I did take the—— I'm afraid I interrupt you?
Helmer.
Not in the least. But this lady is my little lark, and she is going back to her cage by the next steamer.
Dr. Herdal.
[Bitterly.] Am I never to have a gleam of happiness? But stay—do I see my little Senna once more?
Rübub.
Pardon me—my little Senna. She always believed so firmly in my pill!
Dr. Herdal.