Well, we were prepared for that.
TESMAN.
And that if I want to see her again, I must make haste. I'll run in to them at once.
HEDDA.
[Suppressing a smile.] Will you run?
TESMAN.
Oh, my dearest Hedda—if you could only make up your mind to come with me! Just think!
HEDDA.
[Rises and says wearily, repelling the idea.] No, no don't ask me. I will not look upon sickness and death. I loathe all sorts of ugliness.
TESMAN.