Well, my dear—I should say, when he sends you after him all the way to town— [Smiling almost imperceptibly.] And besides, you said so yourself, to Tesman.
MRS. ELVSTED.
[With a little nervous twitch.] Did I? Yes, I suppose I did. [Vehemently, but not loudly.] No—I may just as well make a clean breast of it at once! For it must all come out in any case.
HEDDA.
Why, my dear Thea—?
MRS. ELVSTED.
Well, to make a long story short: My husband did not know that I was coming.
HEDDA.
What! Your husband didn't know it!
MRS. ELVSTED.