Hedvig. No, not only that. What I should like best would be to learn to engrave pictures like those in the English books.
Gregers. H’m! What does your father say to that?
Hedvig. I don’t think father likes it, for father’s so odd in some things. Fancy, he talks about my learning basket-making and straw-plaiting! But I don’t think that’s anything much.
Gregers. Oh, no; neither do I.
Hedvig. But father’s right about one thing, that if I’d learnt to make baskets, I might have made the new basket for the wild duck myself.
Gregers. So you might; and you were the right person to have made it.
Hedvig. Yes, for it’s my wild duck.
Gregers. Yes, so it is.
Hedvig. Oh, yes, she belongs to me. But I lend her to father and grandfather as often as ever they like.
Gregers. Indeed! What do they do with her?