Hedvig.
[Throws herself sobbing on the sofa.] No, no, he’ll never come home to us any more.
Gregers.
Do you believe I meant all for the best, Mrs. Ekdal?
Gina.
Yes, I daresay you did; but God forgive you, all the same.
Hedvig.
[Lying on the sofa.] Oh, this will kill me! What have I done to him? Mother, you must fetch him home again!
Gina.
Yes yes yes; only be quiet, and I'll go out and look for him. [Puts on her outdoor things.] Perhaps he’s gone in to Relling’s. But you mustn’t lie there and cry. Promise me!