Mustn’t——? How do you mean?
Miss Tesman.
Even in your sorrow you must rejoice, as I do—rejoice that she is at rest.
Tesman.
Oh yes, yes—you are thinking of Aunt Rina.
Hedda.
You will feel lonely now, Miss Tesman.
Miss Tesman.
Just at first, yes. But that will not last very long, I hope. I daresay I shall soon find an occupant for poor Rina’s little room.
Tesman.