The Flabby Gentleman.
Oh no, not she! Bertha will never turn against her old friends.
[They laugh and pass into the inner room.
Werle.
[In a low voice, dejectedly.] I don’t think anybody noticed it, Gregers.
Gregers.
[Looks at him.] Noticed what?
Werle.
Did you not notice it either?
Gregers.