Ugh! Bah! I feel I should like to spit upon the fellow that answers to such a name. But when a man is once for all doomed to be Gregers—Werle in this world, as I am——
Hialmar.
[Laughs.] Ha ha! If you weren’t Gregers Werle, what would you like to be?
Gregers.
If I could choose, I should like best to be a clever dog.
Gina.
A dog!
Hedvig.
[Involuntarily.] Oh no!
Gregers.