HILDA.
[Smiles.] Making fun of you, perhaps? I, too?
SOLNESS.
Yes, exactly. Making fun--of both of us. [Looks at her.] Is it long
since you found out that I was married?
HILDA.
I have know it all along. Why do you ask me that?
SOLNESS.
[Lightly.] Oh, well, it just occurred to me. [Looks earnestly at
her, and says in a low voice.] What have you come for?
HILDA.
I want my kingdom. The time is up.
SOLNESS.
[Laughs involuntarily.] What a girl you are!
HILDA.
[Gaily.] Out with my kingdom, Mr. Solness! [Raps with her fingers.]
The kingdom on the table!
SOLNESS.
[Pushing the rocking-chair nearer and sitting down.] Now, seriously
speaking--what have you come for? What do you really want to do here?
HILDA.
Oh, first of all, I want to go round and look at all the things that
you have built.
SOLNESS.
That will give you plenty of exercise.
HILDA.
Yes, I know you have built a tremendous lot.
SOLNESS.
I have indeed--especially of late years.
HILDA.
Many church-towers among the rest? Immensely high ones?
SOLNESS.
No. I build no more church-towers now.
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