Mrs. Elvsted.
[Presses and pats her hands.] Oh, how good and kind you are! I am not used to such kindness.
Hedda.
There, there, there! And I shall say du to you, as in the old days, and call you my dear Thora.
Mrs. Elvsted.
My name is Thea.[[17]]
Hedda.
Why, of course! I meant Thea. [Looks at her compassionately.] So you are not accustomed to goodness and kindness, Thea? Not in your own home?
Mrs. Elvsted.
Oh, if I only had a home! But I haven’t any; I have never had a home.