[Looks cuttingly at her.] My models?
[With a provoking smile.] In your younger days, I mean. You are said to have had innumerable models—long ago, of course.
[In the same tone.] Oh no, little Frau Maia. I have in reality had only one single model. One and only one—for everything I have done.
[Who has turned away and stands looking out to the left.] If you'll excuse me, I think I will take my leave. I see some one coming whom it is not particularly agreeable to meet. Especially in the presence of ladies.
[Looking in the same direction.] That sportsman there? Who is it?
It is a certain Mr. Ulfheim, from—
Oh, Mr. Ulfheim—
THE INSPECTOR. —the bear-killer, as they call him—
I know him.
Who does not know him?