Hjalmar. I should think you could see I am sitting here using the table all I can!
Gina. Then you’ll be free later, don’t you see.
She goes into the kitchen again. A short pause.
Ekdal (at the door of loft, the net behind). Hjalmar!
Hjalmar. Well?
Ekdal. Afraid we shall have to move the water-trough, after all.
Hjalmar. Why, that’s what I’ve said all along.
Ekdal. H’m—h’m—h’m!
Goes away from the door again.
Hjalmar (goes on working for a little while, then looks at the loft and half rises. Hedvig comes in from the kitchen. Hurriedly sitting down again). What do you want?