Gina.
Oh no, Ekdal; for God’s sake don’t say such things.
Gregers.
H'm; don’t let us get upon those questions.
Hialmar.
And yet, after all, I cannot but recognise the guiding finger of fate. He is going blind.
Gina.
Oh, you can’t be sure of that.
Hialmar.
There is no doubt about it. At all events there ought not to be; for in that very fact lies the righteous retribution. He has hoodwinked a confiding fellow creature in days gone by——