It seems to make one’s blood run cold.
Hilda.
Do you draw your legs up under you while you are falling?
Solness.
Yes, as high as ever I can.
Hilda.
So do I.
Mrs. Solness.
[Takes her parasol.] I must go into town now, Halvard. [To Hilda.] And I’ll try to get one or two things that you may require.
Hilda.