No; that was so much to the good. And then I took eight crowns fifty for the photographs.
Hedvig.
Really! So much as that?
Gina.
Exactly eight crowns fifty.
[Silence. Gina takes up her sewing again, Hedvig takes paper and pencil and begins to draw, shading her eyes with her left hand.
Hedvig.
Isn’t it jolly to think that father is at Mr. Werle’s big dinner-party?
Gina.
You know he’s not really Mr. Werle’s guest. It was the son invited him. [After a pause.] We have nothing to do with that Mr. Werle.