Oh no, you may well say that. [Gloomily.] And God knows whether you are not right in saying that it will be no better for us in the new house, either.
Mrs. Solness.
It will never be any better. Just as empty—just as desolate—there as here.
Solness.
[Vehemently.] Why in all the world have we built it then! Can you tell me that?
Mrs. Solness.
No; you must answer that question for yourself.
Solness.
[Glances suspiciously at her.] What do you mean by that, Aline?
Mrs. Solness.