But
he is coming presently to hear---
SOLNESS.
How is the old man to-day?
KAIA.
Not well. He begs you to excuse him; he is obliged to keep his bed
to-day.
SOLNESS.
Why, of course; by all means let him rest. But now, get to your work.
KAIA.
Yes. [Pauses at the door.] Do you wish to speak to Ragnar when he
comes?
SOLNESS.
No--I don't know that I have anything particular to say to him.
[KAIA goes out again to the left. SOLNESS remains seated,
turning over the drawings.
MRS. SOLNESS.
[Over beside the plants.] I wonder if he isn't going to die now,
as well?
SOLNESS.
[Looks up at her.] As well as who?
MRS. SOLNESS.
[Without answering.] Yes, yes--depend upon it, Halvard, old Brovik
is going to die too. You'll see that he will.
SOLNESS.
My dear Aline, ought you not to go out for a little walk?
MRS. SOLNESS.
Yes, I suppose I ought to.
[She continues to attend the flowers.
SOLNESS.
[Bending over the drawings.] Is she still asleep?
MRS. SOLNESS.
[Looking at him.] Is it Miss Wangel you are sitting there thinking
about?
SOLNESS.
[Indifferently.
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