Relling. But Mr. Werle has better sides, I dare swear.
Mrs. Sorby. At any rate he hasn’t wasted what was best in him. The man who does that must take the consequences.
Relling. I shall go out this evening with Molvik.
Mrs. Sorby. You shouldn’t do that, Relling. Don’t do it—for my sake.
Relling. There’s nothing else for it. (To Hjalmar.) If you want to make one of us, come along.
Gina. No, thanks. Ekdal doesn’t go in for that sort of divulsions.
Hjalmar (vexed, in a low voice). Ah! be quiet.
Relling. Good-by, Mrs.—— Werle.
He goes out through the entrance-door.
Gregers (to Mrs. Sorby). It seems you and Dr. Relling knew one another pretty intimately.