Gregers.
And what is that?
Hialmar.
It is that—but I don’t know whether I ought to express myself so unreservedly about your father.
Gregers.
Say what you please, so far as I am concerned.
Hialmar.
Well then, is it not exasperating to think that it is not I, but he, who will realise the true marriage?
Gregers.
How can you say such a thing?