Hedvig looks at him in silence, open-mouthed. Gina comes in with the table-cloth, etc., from the kitchen.
Gregers (rising). I’ve come in too early, I fear?
Gina. Well, you had to stop somewhere—and it’s almost ready now. Clear the table, Hedvig.
Hedvig clears away the things; she and Gina go on laying the table during the following conversation. Gregers sits down in the arm-chair and turns over the leaves of an album.
Gregers. I hear you can retouch, Mrs. Ekdal.
Gina (with a side glance). Yes, I can.
Gregers. That was a lucky coincidence.
Gina. How, lucky?
Gregers. As Ekdal went in for photography, I mean.
Hedvig. Mother can take photographs, too.