On a firm foundation.
[In the street a crowd of people has assembled, vaguely seen through the trees. Music of wind-instruments is heard far away behind the new house.
Mrs. Solness, with a fur collar round her neck, Doctor Herdal with her white shawl on his arm, and some ladies, come out on the verandah. Ragnar Brovik comes at the same time up from the garden.
Mrs. Solness.
[To Ragnar.] Are we to have music, too?
Ragnar.
Yes. It’s the band of the Mason’s Union. [To Solness.] The foreman asked me to tell you that he is ready now to go up with the wreath.
Solness.
[Takes his hat.] Good. I will go down to him myself.
Mrs. Solness.