Yes, yes, I’ll be sure to tell her. But by-the-bye, George—[Feeling in her dress pocket]—I had almost forgotten—I have something for you here.
Tesman.
What is it, Auntie? Eh?
Miss Tesman.
[Produces a flat parcel wrapped in newspaper and hands it to him.] Look here, my dear boy.
Tesman.
[Opening the parcel.] Well, I declare!—Have you really saved them for me, Aunt Julia! Hedda! isn’t this touching—eh?
Hedda.
[Beside the whatnot on the right.] Well, what is it?
Tesman.