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 Lövborg.

But I shall wait till you have received your appointment.

Tesman.

Will you wait? Yes but—yes but—are you not going to compete with me? Eh?

Lövborg.

No; it is only the moral victory I care for.

Tesman.

Why, bless me—then Aunt Julia was right after all! Oh yes—I knew it! Hedda! Just fancy—Eilert Lövborg is not going to stand in our way!

Hedda.

[Curtly.] Our way? Pray leave me out of the question.

[She goes up towards the inner room, where Berta is placing a tray with decanters and glasses on the table. Hedda nods approval, and comes forward again. Berta goes out.

Tesman.

[At the same time.] And you, Judge Brack—what do you say to this? Eh?

Brack.

Well, I say that a moral victory—h'm—may be all very fine

Tesman.

Yes, certainly. But all the same

Hedda.

[Looking at Tesman with a cold smile.] You