LOVBORG.
And you can understand, too, that for her and me together no future is possible.
HEDDA.
What path do you mean to take then?
LOVBORG.
None. I will only try to make an end of it all—the sooner the better.
HEDDA.
[A step nearer him.] Eilert Lovborg—listen to me.—Will you not try to—to do it beautifully?
LOVBORG.
Beautifully? [Smiling.] With vine-leaves in my hair, as you used to dream in the old days—?