Gregers.
[Going over to them.] Why, what is it?
Ekdal.
Look for yourself. H'm.
Hialmar.
[Somewhat embarrassed.] This belongs to father, you understand.
Gregers.
[At the door, looks into the garret.] Why, you keep poultry, Lieutenant Ekdal.[Ekdal.]
Ekdal.
Should think we did keep poultry. They’ve gone to roost now. But you should just see our fowls by daylight, sir!