[Placing himself in front of her.] Have you not every day, every hour, repented of the spider’s-web of deceit you have spun around me? Answer me that! How could you help writhing with penitence and remorse?
Gina.
Oh, my dear Ekdal, I've had all I could do to look after the house and get through the day’s work——
Hialmar.
Then you never think of reviewing your past?
Gina.
No; Heaven knows I'd almost forgotten those old stories.
Hialmar.
Oh, this dull, callous contentment! To me there is something revolting about it. Think of it—never so much as a twinge of remorse!
Gina.