[Who has lighted a candle.] Wait a moment; I must show you a light; the stairs are sure to be dark.
[Gregers and Hialmar go out by the passage door.
Gina.
[Looking straight before her, with her sewing in her lap.] Wasn’t that queer-like talk about wanting to be a dog?
Hedvig.
Do you know, mother—I believe he meant something quite different by that.
Gina.
Why, what should he mean?
Hedvig.
Oh, I don’t know; but it seemed to me he meant something different from what he said—all the time.