HERDAL.
What then?
SOLNESS.
Then I daresay you fancy that I am an extremely happy man.
DR. HERDAL.
Is that mere fancy?
SOLNESS.
[Laughs.] No, no--of course not! Heaven forbid! Only think--to
be Solness the master builder! Halvard Solness! What could be
more delightful?
DR. HERDAL.
Yes, I must say it seems to me you have had the luck on your side
to an astounding degree.
SOLNESS.
[Suppresses a gloomy smile.] So I have. I can't complain on that
score.
DR. HERDAL.
First of all that grim old robbers' castle was burnt down for you.
And that was certainly a great piece of luck.
SOLNESS.
[Seriously.] It was the home of Aline's family. Remember that.
DR. HERDAL.
Yes, it must have been a great grief to her.
SOLNESS.
She has not got over it to this day--not in all these twelve or
thirteen years.
DR. HERDAL.
But you--yourself--you rose upon the ruins. You began as a poor
boy from a country village--and now you are at the head of your
profession. Ah, yes, Mr. Solness, you have undoubtedly had the
luck on your side.
SOLNESS.
[Looking at him with embarrassment.
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