[Goes up the room.] Well, I shall have one thing at least to kill time with in the meanwhile.
TESMAN.
[Beaming.] Oh thank heaven for that! What is it, Hedda. Eh?
HEDDA.
[In the middle doorway, looks at him with covert scorn.] My pistols, George.
TESMAN.
[In alarm.] Your pistols!
HEDDA.
[With cold eyes.] General Gabler's pistols.
[She goes out through the inner room, to the left.