[He leaves the packet of MSS. on a chair, and rushes out; Hedda hides the packet as Brack enters.
Brack.
Another early call, you see! My party was such a singularly animated soirée that I haven't undressed all night. Oh, it was the liveliest affair conceivable! And, like a true Norwegian host, I tracked Lövborg home; and it is only my duty, as a friend of the house, and cock of the walk, to take the first opportunity of telling you that he finished up the evening by coming to mere loggerheads with a red-haired opera-singer, and being taken off to the police-station! You mustn't have him here any more. Remember our little triple alliance!
Hedda.
[Her smile fading away.] You are certainly a dangerous person—but you must not get a hold over me!
Brack.
[Ambiguously.] What an idea! But I might—I am an insinuating dog. Good morning!
[Goes out.
Lövborg.
[Bursting in, confused and excited.] I suppose you've heard where I've been?