[Immovable, follows Solness with her eyes.] He climbs and climbs. Higher and higher! Higher and higher! Look! Just look!
Ragnar.
[Breathless.] He must turn now. He can’t possibly help it.
Hilda.
He climbs and climbs. He will soon be at the top now.
Mrs. Solness.
Oh, I shall die of terror. I cannot bear to see it[it]
Dr. Herdal.
Then don’t look up at him.
Hilda.