HEDDA.
[On the sofa, stretches out her arms towards her.] My sweet Thea—you can't think how I have been longing for you!
[MRS. ELVSTED, in passing, exchanges slight salutations with
the gentlemen in the inner room, then goes up to the table
and gives HEDDA her hand. EILERT LOVBORG has risen. He and
MRS. ELVSTED greet each other with a silent nod.
MRS. ELVSTED.
Ought I to go in and talk to your husband for a moment?
HEDDA.
Oh, not at all. Leave those two alone. They will soon be going.
MRS. ELVSTED.
Are they going out?
HEDDA.