Hjalmar. Yes. Good gracious, I knew that well enough. But you mustn’t drive me, Gregers. It takes time, you see.
Gregers. You have a great deal of the wild duck in you, Hjalmar.
Relling has come in at the entrance door.
Relling. Hallo! Is the wild duck to the fore again?
Hjalmar. Mr. Werle senior’s broken-winged victim of the chase, yes.
Relling. Mr. Werle senior’s? Is it he you are speaking of?
Hjalmar. Of him and of—us others.
Relling (in a low tone to Gregers). The devil take you!
Hjalmar. What is that you’re saying?
Relling. I was wishing heartily that the quack would take himself off home. If he stops here he’s just the man to muddle things up for you both.