The Thin-haired Gentleman.
And may one never overstep the mark a little bit, Madame Bertha? Not the least little bit?
Mrs. Sörby.
Not in any respect whatsoever, Mr. Balle.
[Most of the Guests have assembled in the study; servants hand round glasses of punch.
Werle.
[To Hialmar, who is standing beside a table.] What are you studying so intently, Ekdal?
Hialmar.
Only an album, Mr. Werle.
The Thin-haired Gentleman.