Mrs. Sörby.
[Archly.] Any nobleman here say "Cold Punch"?
[Every nobleman says "Cold Punch" and follows her out in search of it with enthusiasm. Gregers approaches his father, who wishes he would go.
Gregers.
Father, a word with you in private. I loathe you. I am nothing if not candid. Old Ekdal was your partner once, and it's my firm belief you deserved a prison quite as much as he did. However, you surely need not have married our Gina to my old friend Hialmar. You know very well she was no better than she should have been!
"Father, a word with you in private:
I loathe you."
Old Werle.
True—but then no more is Mrs. Sörby. And I am going to marry her—if you have no objection, that is.
Gregers.