Hedda.
[In suspense.] Anything sad, Judge Brack?
Brack.
That, too, depends on how you look at it, Mrs. Tesman.
Mrs. Elvsted.
[Unable to restrain her anxiety.] Oh! it is something about Eilert Lövborg!
Brack.
[With a glance at her.] What makes you think that, Madam? Perhaps you have already heard something——?
Mrs. Elvsted.
[In confusion.] No, nothing at all, but——