Hjalmar. No! She’s gone into the basket? She’s beginning to get used to it.
Ekdal. Yes, that’s what I always said she would. But now, you see, there are a few little things——
Hjalmar. Some improvements—yes.
Ekdal. But they must be made, you know.
Hjalmar. Yes, let’s have a little chat about the improvements, father. Come here, let’s sit on the sofa.
Ekdal. All right. H’m—think I’ll fill my pipe first—and must clean it. H’m! (He goes into his room.)
Gina (smiling at Hjalmar). Clean his pipe, too!
Hjalmar. Ah, well! Gina, let him alone. My poor shipwrecked father! Yes—the improvements—we’d best set about them to-morrow.
Gina. You’ll not have any time to-morrow, Ekdal——
Hedvig (interrupting). Oh, yes, he will, mother.