The pistol he carried—
HEDDA.
[Breathless.] Well? What of it?
BRACK.
He must have stolen it.
HEDDA.
[Leaps up.] Stolen it! That is not true! He did not steal it!
BRACK.
No other explanation is possible. He must have stolen it—. Hush!
TESMAN and MRS. ELVSTED have risen from the table in the back-
room, and come into the drawing-room.