Oh, it’s no such great things, George. [Looks around her.] My parasol——? Ah, here. [Takes it.] For this is mine too—[mutters]—not Berta’s.
Tesman.
A new bonnet and a new parasol! Only think, Hedda!
Hedda.
Very handsome indeed.
Tesman.
Yes, isn’t it? Eh? But Auntie, take a good look at Hedda before you go! See how handsome she is!
Miss Tesman.
Oh, my dear boy, there’s nothing new in that. Hedda was always lovely.
[She nods and goes towards the right.