Hjalmar (coming from behind the net). Hedvig, just hand me the pincers that are lying on the shelf. And the chisel (turning back). Now you’ll see father. But first let me show you what I mean.
Hedvig takes out the tools asked for from the book-case and hands them in to him.
Hjalmar. That’s it. Thanks! I say, it was a good thing I came.
He goes away from the opening of the door; they are heard carpentering and talking within. Hedvig remains standing and looks at them. After a pause there is a knock at the entrance-door; she takes no notice of it.
Gregers (bareheaded and without a top coat; he enters and stands a little while by the door). H’m!
Hedvig (turning and going up to him). Good morning. Won’t you come in?
Gregers. Thank you (looks towards the loft). You seem to have workingmen in the house?
Hedvig. No, it’s only father and grandfather. I’ll go and tell them.
Gregers. No, no, don’t do that, I’d rather wait a little while.
He sits down on the sofa.