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 ACT THIRD.

The room at the Tesmans'. The curtains are drawn over the middle doorway, and also over the glass door. The lamp, half turned down, and with a shade over it, is burning on the table. In the stove, the door of which stands open, there has been a fire, which is now nearly burnt out.

Mrs. Elvsted, wrapped in a large shawl, and with her feet upon a foot-rest, sits close to the stove, sunk back in the arm-chair. Hedda, fully dressed, lies sleeping upon the sofa, with a sofa-blanket over her.

Mrs. Elvsted.

[After a pause, suddenly sits up in her chair, and listens eagerly. Then she sinks back again wearily, moaning to herself.] Not yet!—Oh God—oh God—not yet!

Berta slips cautiously in by the hall door. She has a letter in her hand.

Mrs. Elvsted.

[Turns and whispers eagerly.] Well—has any one come?

Berta.

[Softly.] Yes, a girl has just brought this letter.