It would never have occurred to me to think of such clever things! Are you going to oppose me for the professorship, eh?

Lövborg.

[Modestly.] No; I shall only triumph over you in the popular judgment—that's all!

George.

Oh, is that all? Fancy! Let us go into the back drawing-room and drink cold punch.

Lövborg.

Thanks—but I am a reformed character, and have renounced cold punch—it is poison.

[George and Brack go into the back-room and drink punch, whilst Hedda shows Lövborg a photograph album in the front.

Lövborg.

[Slowly, in a low tone.] Hedda Gabler! how could you throw yourself away like this!—Oh, is that the Ortler Group? Beautiful!—— Have you forgotten how we used to sit on the settee together behind an illustrated paper, and—yes, very picturesque peaks—I told you all about how I had been on the loose?