Mrs. Elvsted.
He has only once—quite vaguely—alluded to it.
Hedda.
Well! And what did he say?
Mrs. Elvsted.
He said that when they parted, she threatened to shoot him with a pistol.
Hedda.
[With cold composure.] Oh nonsense! No one does that sort of thing here.
Mrs. Elvsted.
No. And that is why I think it must have been that red-haired singing-woman whom he once——