[More seriously, leans over towards her, with his arms on the table.] What sort of castle have you imagined, Hilda?
[Her expression becomes more and more veiled. She seems gazing inwards at herself.
Hilda.
[Slowly.] My castle shall stand on a height—on a very great height—with a clear outlook on all sides, so that I can see far—far around.
Solness.
And no doubt it is to have a high tower!
Hilda.
A tremendously high tower. And at the very top of the tower there shall be a balcony. And I will stand out upon it——
Solness.
[Involuntarily clutches at his forehead.] How can you like to stand at such a dizzy height——?