HEDDA.
[Without replying.] And supposing the pistol was not stolen, and the owner is discovered? What then?
BRACK.
Well, Hedda—then comes the scandal!
HEDDA.
The scandal!
BRACK.
Yes, the scandal—of which you are so mortally afraid. You will, of course, be brought before the court—both you and Mademoiselle Diana. She will have to explain how the thing happened—whether it was an accidental shot or murder. Did the pistol go off as he was trying to take it out of his pocket, to threaten her with? Or did she tear the pistol out of his hand, shoot him, and push it back into his pocket? That would be quite like her; for she is an able-bodied young person, this same Mademoiselle Diana.
HEDDA.
But I have nothing to do with all this repulsive business.