Yes, suppose we do.
The Guests.
Bravo, bravo!
[She goes with all the Guests through the back room, out to the right. Gregers remains standing by the fire. Werle is looking for something on the writing-table, and, appears to wish that Gregers would go; as Gregers does not move, Werle goes towards the door.
Gregers.
Father, won’t you stay a moment?
Werle.
[Stops.] What is it?
Gregers.
I must have a word with you.