Then go to the door. I will look after the fire.
BERTA.
It'll soon burn up. [She goes out by the hall door.
[HEDDA kneels on the foot-rest and lays some more pieces of
wood in the stove.
After a short pause, GEORGE TESMAN enters from the hall. He
steals on tiptoe towards the middle doorway and is about to
slip through the curtains.
HEDDA.
[At the stove, without looking up.] Good morning.
TESMAN.
[Turns.] Hedda! [Approaching her.] Good heavens—are you up so early? Eh?
HEDDA.