Solness.
[Curtly interrupting.] I always did that in those days. It is an old custom.
Hilda.
It was so wonderfully thrilling to stand below and look up at you. Fancy, if he should fall over! He—the master builder himself!
Solness.
[As if to divert her from the subject.] Yes, yes, yes, that might very well have happened, too. For one of those white-frocked little devils,—she went on in such a way, and screamed up at me so——
Hilda.
[Sparkling with pleasure.] “Hurra for Master Builder Solness!” Yes!
Solness.
—and waved and flourished with her flag, so that I—so that it almost made me giddy to look at it.