[Laughing.] Oh fie, Mrs. Hedda! Well, then—you and Tesman——?
Hedda.
Well, we happened to pass here one evening; Tesman, poor fellow, was writhing in the agony of having to find conversation; so I took pity on the learned man——
Brack.
[Smiles doubtfully.] You took pity? H’m——
Hedda.
Yes, I really did. And so—to help him out of his torment—I happened to say, in pure thoughtlessness, that I should like to live in this villa.
Brack.
No more than that?
Hedda.