Why not in the morning as well?
Hedvig.
In the morning it’s light, you know, and there’s nothing in particular to be afraid of.
Gregers.
And your father was going to wring the neck of the wild duck that you love so dearly?
Hedvig.
No; he said he ought to wring its neck, but he would spare it for my sake; and that was kind of father.
Gregers.
[Coming a little nearer.] But suppose you were to sacrifice the wild duck of your own free will for his sake.
Hedvig.