LOVBORG.
Answer me one thing, Hedda—
HEDDA.
Well?
LOVBORG.
Was there no love in your friendship for me either? Not a spark—not a tinge of love in it?
HEDDA.
I wonder if there was? To me it seems as though we were two good comrades—two thoroughly intimate friends. [Smilingly.] You especially were frankness itself.
LOVBORG.
It was you that made me so.