What do you mean?
Werle.
We were thirteen at table.
Gregers.
Indeed? Were there thirteen of us?
Werle.
[Glances towards Hialmar Ekdal.] Our usual party is twelve. [To the others.] This way, gentlemen!
[Werle and the others, all except Hialmar and Gregers, go out by the back, to the right.
Hialmar.
[Who has overheard the conversation.] You ought not to have invited me, Gregers.