Hjalmar. He writes that the same sum is assured to you for your whole life. Do you hear that, Gina?
Gina. Yes, I hear well enough.
Hedvig. Fancy—I’m to have all that money! (Shaking him.) Father, father, aren’t you glad——
Hjalmar (evasively). Glad! (Walking about the room.) Ah! what an out-look!—what a perspective unrolls itself before me! It is Hedvig, it is she whom he endows so richly!
Gina. Why, it’s Hedvig’s birthday——
Hedvig. And it’ll be yours all the same, father! You know that I shall give all the money to you and mother.
Hjalmar. To mother; yes. That’s it.
Gregers. Hjalmar, this is a snare he is laying for you.
Hjalmar. Do you think this is another snare?
Gregers. When he was here this morning he said, “Hjalmar Ekdal is not the man you take him for.”