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 Lövborg.

May I not say du even when we are alone?

Hedda.

No. You may think it; but you mustn't say it.

Lövborg.

Ah, I understand. It is an offence against George Tesman, whom you[1]—love.

Hedda.

[Glances at him and smiles.] Love? What an idea!

Lövborg.

You don't love him then!

Hedda.

But I won't hear of any sort of unfaithfulness! Remember that.

Lövborg.

Hedda—answer me one thing

Hedda.

Hush!

[Tesman enters with a small tray from the inner room.

Tesman.

Here you are! Isn't this tempting?

[He puts the tray on the table.

Hedda.

Why do you bring it yourself?

1 From this point onward Lövborg uses the formal De.