LOVBORG.
But I shall wait till you have received your appointment.
TESMAN.
Will you wait? Yes but—yes but—are you not going to compete with me? Eh?
LOVBORG.
No; it is only the moral victory I care for.
TESMAN.
Why, bless me—then Aunt Julia was right after all! Oh yes—I knew it! Hedda! Just fancy—Eilert Lovborg is not going to stand in our way!
HEDDA.
[Curtly.] Our way? Pray leave me out of the question.