Hialmar.
I can raise up his self-respect from the dead, by restoring the name of Ekdal to honour and dignity.
Gregers.
Then that is your life’s mission?
Hialmar.
Yes. I will rescue the shipwrecked man. For shipwrecked he was, by the very first blast of the storm. Even while those terrible investigations were going on, he was no longer himself. That pistol there—the one we use to shoot rabbits with—has played its part in the tragedy of the house of Ekdal.
Gregers.
The pistol? Indeed?
Hialmar.
When the sentence of imprisonment was passed—he had the pistol in his hand——