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Ibsen, Henrik, 1828-1906

"The Master Builder"


You will have other things to think of now, and to attend to; and
that is a very good thing for you. Well, go home with the drawings
now, Miss Fosli. At once! Do you hear?

KAIA.
[As before.] Yes, Mr. Solness. [She goes out.

MRS. SOLNESS.
Heavens! what deceitful eyes she has.

SOLNESS.
She? That poor little creature?

MRS. SOLNESS.
Oh--I can see what I can see, Halvard.--- Are you really dismissing
them?

SOLNESS.
Yes.

MRS. SOLNESS.
Her as well?

SOLNESS.
Was not that what you wished?

MRS. SOLNESS.
But how can you get on without her---? Oh well, no doubt you have
some one else in reserve, Halvard.

HILDA.
[Playfully.] Well, _I_ for one am not the person to stand at a desk.

SOLNESS.
Never mind, never mind--it will be all right, Aline. Now all you
have to do is think about moving into our new home--as quickly as
you can. This evening we will hang up the wreath--[Turns to HILDA.]
What do you say to that, Miss Hilda?

HILDA.
[Looks at him with sparkling eyes.] It will be splendid to see you
so high up once more.

SOLNESS.
Me!

MRS. SOLNESS.
For Heaven's sake, Miss Wangel, don't imagine such a thing! My
husband!--when he always gets so dizzy!

HILDA.


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