His will is to reach the top—so at the top you shall see him.
Ragnar.
His will, yes; that I can easily believe. But he simply cannot do it. His head would swim round, long, long before he got half-way. He would have to crawl down again on his hands and knees.
Dr. Herdal.
[Points across.] Look! There goes the foreman up the ladders.
Mrs. Solness.
And of course he has the wreath to carry too.[too.] Oh, I do hope he will be careful!
Ragnar.
[Stares incredulously and shouts.] Why, but it’s——
Hilda.