] Oh, indeed!
[She turns and goes slowly up to the stove, where she remains
standing motionless, her face averted from him, her hands
behind her back. Short pause.
SOLNESS.
[Goes cautiously up behind her.] Miss Wangel---!
HILDA.
[Is silent and does not move.]
SOLNESS.
Don't stand there like a statue. You must have dreamt all this.
[Lays his hand on her arm.] Now just listen---
HILDA.
[Makes an impatient movement with her arm.]
SOLNESS.
[As a thought flashes upon him.] Or---! Wait a moment! There is
something under all this, you may depend!
HILDA.
[Does not move.]
SOLNESS.
[In a low voice, but with emphasis.] I must have thought all that.
I must have wished it--have willed it--have longed to do it. And
then---. May not that be the explanation.
HILDA.
[Is still silent.]
SOLNESS.
[Impatiently.] Oh very well, deuce take it all--then I did do it,
I suppose.
HILDA.
[Turns her head a little, but without looking at him.] Then you
admit it now?
SOLNESS.
Yes--whatever you like.
HILDA.
You came and put your arms round me?
SOLNESS.
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