Gina goes and opens the door.
Gregers (outside in the passage). Excuse me——
Gina (stepping back a little). Oh!
Gregers. Does Mr. Ekdal, the photographer, live here?——
Gina. Yes, he does.
Hjalmar (going to the door). Gregers! Is it you after all? Well, come in.
Gregers (coming in). Yes, I told you I’d look you up.
Hjalmar. But to-night?—Have you left the party?
Gregers. Both the party and my father’s house. Good evening, Mrs. Ekdal. I don’t know if you recognize me?
Gina. Oh, yes! Young Mr. Werle is not very difficult to recognize.