No, not at such a time as that. But—"Princess Hilda"—that will sound very well, I think.
Very well indeed. Princess Hilda of—of—what was to be the name of the kingdom?
Pooh! I won't have anything to do with that stupid kingdom. I have set my heart upon quite a different one!
[Has leaned back in the chair, still gazing at her.] Isn't it strange—? The more I think of it now, the more it seems to me as though I had gone about all these years torturing myself with—h'm—
With what?
With the effort to recover something—some experience, which I seemed to have forgotten. But I never had the least inkling of what it could be.
You should have tied a knot in your pocket-handkerchief, Mr. Solness.
In that case, I should simply have had to go racking my brains to discover what the knot could mean.
Oh yes, I suppose there are trolls of that kind in the world, too.
[Rises slowly.] What a good thing it is that you have come to me now.