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 I would rather keep my seat where I happen to be—and continue the tête-à-tête.

Brack.

But suppose a third person were to jump in and join the couple.

Hedda.

Ah—that is quite another matter

Brack.

A trusted, sympathetic friend

Hedda.

with a fund of conversation on all sorts of lively topics

Brack.

and not the least bit of a specialist!

Hedda.

[With an audible sigh.] Yes, that would be a relief indeed.

Brack.

[Hears the front door open, and glances in that direction.] The triangle is completed.

Hedda.

[Half aloud.] And on goes the train.

George Tesman, in a grey walking-suit, with a soft felt hat, enters from the hall. He has a number of unbound books under his arm and in his pockets.

Tesman.

[Goes up to the table beside the corner settee.] Ouf—what a load for a warm day—all these books.