MRS. ELVSTED.
Good heavens—am I brave?
LOVBORG.
Exceedingly—where your comrade is concerned.
HEDDA.
Ah, yes—courage! If one only had that!
LOVBORG.
What then? What do you mean?
HEDDA.
Then life would perhaps be liveable, after all. [With a sudden change of tone.] But now, my dearest Thea, you really must have a glass of cold punch.