Shall I say you want to speak to him, Mrs. Solness?
Mrs. Solness.
Oh yes, do!—No, no—don’t say that I want anything! You can say that somebody is here, and that he must come at once.
Ragnar.
Good. I will do so, Mrs. Solness.
[He goes down the flight of steps and away through the garden.
Mrs. Solness.
Oh, Miss Wangel, you can’t think how anxious I feel about him.
Hilda.
Is there anything in this to be so terribly frightened about?