Hilda.
[Controlling her impatience.] I asked how you were.
Mrs. Wangel.
But you called me mother. I’m not your mother. I’m only your step-mother.
Hilda.
But I can’t address you as step-mother. “People don’t do those things,” as dear Hedda Gabler always says.
Mrs. Wangel.
[Whose attention is clearly wandering.] I suppose they don’t.
Hilda.
Mother, have you seen him?