[He helps her to rise. She staggers over to the desk.
Mrs. Solness enters by the door on the right. She looks thin and wasted with grief, but shows traces of bygone beauty. Blonde ringlets. Dressed with good taste, wholly in black. Speaks somewhat slowly and in a plaintive voice.
Mrs. Solness.
[In the doorway.] Halvard!
Solness.
[Turns.] Oh, are you there, my dear——?
Mrs. Solness.
[With a glance at Kaia.] I am afraid I am disturbing you.
Solness.
Not in the least. Miss Fosli has only a short letter to write.