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 Mrs. Elvsted. He has not come.

Hedda. Not come home yet?

Mrs. Elvsted. [Rising.] No one has come.

Hedda. Think of our watching and waiting here till four in the morning

Mrs. Elvsted. [Wringing her hands.] And how I watched and waited for him!

Hedda. [Yawns, and says with her hand before her mouth.] Well well—we might have spared ourselves the trouble.

Mrs. Elvsted. Did you get a little sleep?

Hedda. Oh yes; I believe I have slept pretty well. Have you not?

Mrs. Elvsted. Not for a moment. I couldn't, Hedda!—not to save my life.

Hedda. [Rises and goes towards her.] There there there! There's nothing to be so alarmed about. I understand quite well what has happened.