Hialmar.
[Affected.] The child, yes! The child before everything! Hedvig, come here to me. [Strokes her hair.] What day is it to-morrow, eh?
Hedvig.
[Shaking him.] Oh no, you’re not to say anything, father.[father.]
Hialmar.
It cuts me to the heart when I think what a poor affair it will be; only a little festivity in the garret——
Hedvig.
Oh, but that’s just what I like!
Relling.
Just you wait till the wonderful invention sees the light, Hedvig!