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 Hedda.

She always is.

Tesman.

Yes, but to-day she is much worse than usual, poor dear.

Hedda.

Oh, then it's only natural that her sister should remain with her. I must bear my disappointment.

Tesman,

And you can't imagine, dear, how delighted Aunt Julia seemed to be—because you had come home looking so flourishing!

Hedda.

[Half aloud, rising.] Oh, those everlasting Aunts!

Tesman.

What?

Hedda.

[Going to the glass door.] Nothing.

Tesman.

Oh, all right.

[He goes through the inner room, out to the right.

Brack.

What bonnet were you talking about?

Hedda.

Oh, it was a little episode with Miss Tesman this morning. She had laid down her bonnet on the chair there—[Looks at him and smiles.]—and I pretended to think it was the servant's.