[After a short pause.] Did you have a long talk with her?
[HILDA stands motionless and does not answer.
Had you a long talk, I asked? [HILDA is silent as before.
What was she talking about, Hilda? [HILDA continues silent.
Poor Aline! I suppose it was about the little boys.
[A nervous shudder runs through her; then she nods hurriedly
once or twice.
She will never get over it—never in this world. [Approaches her.] Now you are standing there again like a statue; just as you stood last night.
[Turns and looks at him, with great serious eyes.] I am going away.
[Sharply.] Going away!
Yes.