He takes a piece of bread and butter, eats it, and drinks the cup of coffee.
Gina. If only we’d not let that room, you might have moved in there.
Hjalmar. I should remain under the same roof as——! Never, never!
Gina. But couldn’t you stop for a day or two in the sitting-room? You’d have it all to yourself.
Hjalmar. Never within these walls!
Gina. Well, then, down stairs at Relling and Molvik’s?
Hjalmar. Don’t mention those creatures’ names. The mere thought of them takes away my appetite. Ah, no! I must go from house to house seeking shelter for father and myself.
Gina. But you’ve no hat, Ekdal, you’ve lost it.
Hjalmar. Oh! those two miscreants, so rich in all vices! I must get a hat somehow. (Takes another piece of bread and butter.) Something must be done, for I can’t afford to risk my life. (He looks for something on the tray.)
Gina. What are you looking for.