Was that all you wanted? To make fun of me?
Solness.
Well, or to have a little joke with you! Upon my soul, I don’t recollect. But it must have been something of that kind; for you were a mere child then.
Hilda.
Oh, perhaps I wasn’t quite such a child either. Not such a mere chit as you imagine.
Solness.
[Looks searchingly at her.] Did you really and seriously expect me to come again?
Hilda.
[Conceals a half-teasing smile.] Yes, indeed! I did expect that of you.
Solness.