Tesman.
I looked in at his rooms this afternoon, intending to tell him the manuscript was in safe keeping.
Hedda.
Well, did you not find him?
Tesman.
No. He wasn’t at home. But afterwards I met Mrs. Elvsted, and she told me that he had been here early this morning.
Hedda.
Yes, directly after you had gone.
Tesman.
And he said that he had torn his manuscript to pieces—eh?