At ten o’clock—he will be here. I can see him already—with vine-leaves in his hair—flushed and fearless——
Mrs. Elvsted.
Oh, I hope he may.
Hedda.
And then, you see—then he will have regained control over himself. Then he will be a free man for all his days.
Mrs. Elvsted.
Oh God!—if he would only come as you see him now!
Hedda.
He will come as I see him—so, and not otherwise! [Rises and approaches Thea.] You may doubt him as long as you please; I believe in him. And now we will try——
Mrs. Elvsted.