Ah, is she? Well, please show her in.
BERTA opens the door for MRS. ELVSTED, and goes out herself.
—MRS. ELVSTED is a woman of fragile figure, with pretty,
soft features. Her eyes are light blue, large, round, and
somewhat prominent, with a startled, inquiring expression.
Her hair is remarkably light, almost flaxen, and unusually
abundant and wavy. She is a couple of years younger than
HEDDA. She wears a dark visiting dress, tasteful, but not
quite in the latest fashion.
HEDDA.
[Receives her warmly.] How do you do, my dear Mrs. Elvsted? It's delightful to see you again.
MRS. ELVSTED.
[Nervously, struggling for self-control.] Yes, it's a very long time since we met.
TESMAN.
[Gives her his hand.] And we too—eh?
HEDDA.
Thanks for your lovely flowers—