Hedda.
[Looks at him with a smile.] So you want to be the one cock in the basket[[24]]—that is your aim.
Brack.
[Nods slowly and lowers his voice.] Yes, that is my aim. And for that I will fight—with every weapon I can command.
Hedda.
[Her smile vanishing.] I see you are a dangerous person—when it comes to the point.
Brack.
Do you think so?
Hedda.
I am beginning to think so. And I am exceedingly glad to think—that you have no sort of hold over me.