Gregers.
[Rising.] I have come in upon you too early.
Gina.
Oh, you must be somewhere; and we’re nearly ready now, anyway. Clear the table, Hedvig.
[Hedvig clears away her things; she and Gina lay the cloth during what follows. Gregers seats himself in the arm-chair, and turns over an album.
Gregers.
I hear you can retouch, Mrs. Ekdal.
Gina.
[With a side glance.] Yes, I can.
Gregers.