But the Judge could not guess that. And I saw, too, the way he smiled and glanced at Tesman when you dared not accept his invitation to this wretched little supper-party of his.
Lövborg.
Dared not! Do you say I dared not?
Hedda.
I don’t say so. But that was how Judge Brack understood it.
Lövborg.
Well, let him.
Hedda.
Then you are not going with them?
Lövborg.