HEDDA.
—that was not my arrant cowardice—that evening.
LOVBORG.
[Looks at her a moment, understands, and whispers passionately.] Oh, Hedda! Hedda Gabler! Now I begin to see a hidden reason beneath our comradeship! You([11]) and I—! After all, then, it was your craving for life—
HEDDA.
[Softly, with a sharp glance.] Take care! Believe nothing of the sort!
[Twilight has begun to fall. The hall door is opened from
without by BERTA.
HEDDA.
[Closes the album with a bang and calls smilingly:] Ah, at last! My darling Thea,—come along!
MRS. ELVSTED enters from the hall. She is in evening dress.
The door is closed behind her.