Hjalmar. Yes, there has.
Mrs. Sorby. Well, good-bye then. There are lots of things I want to talk to you about, Gina, but they must wait till another time. Good-bye.
Hjalmar and Gregers bow silently; Gina follows Mrs. Sorby to the door.
Hjalmar. Not beyond the threshold, Gina! (Mrs. Sorby goes out, Gina closes the door after her.) Gregers! Now I am free of this dead weight of indebtedness.
Gregers. At any rate you soon will be.
Hjalmar. I think my attitude may be called correct.
Gregers. You are the man I have always taken you for.
Hjalmar. In certain cases it is impossible to set aside the claims of the ideal. As the bread-winner of a family, I must writhe and agonize beneath this. For believe me, it’s no joke for a man of small means to pay off a debt that has been accumulating for years, over which, so to say, the dust of oblivion lies. But be this as it may, the Man in me too demands his rights.
Gregers (putting his hands on his shoulders). Dear Hjalmar—was it not well that I came?
Hjalmar. Yes.