Hedvig. Is he asleep? Can he sleep?
Relling. Well, it looks like it.
Gregers. Very natural after the spiritual strife that has torn him——
Gina. And especially as he’s not accustomed to knocking about at night.
Hedvig. Perhaps it’s as well, mother, that father is able to sleep.
Gina. I think so, too. But now it’s not worth while for us to go and wake him too soon. Thank you, anyhow, Relling. I must first tidy up the rooms and then—— Come and help me, Hedvig.
Gina and Hedvig go into the sitting-room.
Gregers (turning to Relling). Can you explain to me the spiritual turmoil now going on in Hjalmar Ekdal?
Relling. Upon my soul I’ve not noticed any spiritual turmoil going on in him.
Gregers. What! At such a juncture, when a new foundation is being laid for his whole life. Now, can you imagine that a man of Hjalmar’s individuality——