Mrs. Elvsted.
Yes, yes, I will know. I demand to be told at once.
Lövborg.
The manuscript——. Well then—I have torn the manuscript into a thousand pieces.
Mrs. Elvsted.
[Shrieks.] Oh no, no——!
Hedda.
[Involuntarily.] But that’s not——
Lövborg.
[Looks at her.] Not true, you think?