Read for yourself.
[Hedvig goes over and reads for a time by the lamp.
Hialmar.
[Half-aloud, clenching his hands.] The eyes! The eyes—and then that letter!
Hedvig.
[Leaves off reading.] Yes, but it seems to me that it’s grandfather that’s to have it.
Hialmar.
[Takes the letter from her.] Gina—can you understand this?
Gina.
I know nothing whatever about it; tell me what’s the matter.