It comes, as if under a new banner, heralding the turn of fortune.
HILDA.
[Rises, looks at him, and says with a quivering twitch of her lips.]
Can _I_ be of any use to you, Mr. Solness?
SOLNESS.
Yes, you can indeed! For you, too, come--under a new banner it seems
to me. You marshalled against youth---!
DR. HERDAL comes in by the hall-door.
DR. HERDAL.
What--you and Miss Wangel here still?
SOLNESS.
Yes. We have had no end of things to talk about.
HILDA.
Both old and new.
DR. HERDAL.
Have you really?
HILDA.
Oh, it has been the greatest fun. For Mr. Solness--he has such
a miraculous memory. All the least little details he remembers
instantly.
MRS. SOLNESS enters by the door on the right.
MRS. SOLNESS.
Well, Miss Wangel, your room is quite ready for you now.
HILDA.
Oh, how kind you are to me!
SOLNESS.
[To MRS. SOLNESS.] The nursery?
MRS. SOLNESS.
Yes, the middle one. But first let us go in to supper.
SOLNESS.
[Nods to HILDA.] Hilda shall sleep in the nursery, she shall.
MRS. SOLNESS.
[Looks at him.] Hilda?
SOLNESS.
Yes, Miss Wangel's name is Hilda.
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