[Interrupting.] We shall never get on with this servant, Tesman.
MISS TESMAN.
Not get on with Berta?
TESMAN.
Why, dear, what puts that in your head? Eh?
HEDDA.
[Pointing.] Look there! She has left her old bonnet lying about on a chair.
TESMAN.
[In consternation, drops the slippers on the floor.] Why, Hedda—
HEDDA.