Gregers Werle.
[Bareheaded, in indoor dress, enters and slops near the door.] H'm——!
Hedvig.
[Turns and goes towards him.] Good morning. Please come in.
Gregers.
Thank you. [Looking towards the garret.] You seem to have workpeople in the house.
Hedvig.
No, it is only father and grandfather. I'll tell them you are here.
Gregers.
No no, don’t do that; I would rather wait a little.