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 Solness.

[Collecting himself.] No, no,of course not! You don't understand me either. [Gently and softly.] Of course it is you I want to keep—you above everything, Kaia. But for that very reason, you must prevent Ragnar, too, from throwing up his situation. There, there,—now go home.

Kaia.

Yes, yes—good-night, then.

Solness.

Good night. [As she is going.] Oh, stop a moment! Are Ragnar's drawings in there?

Kaia.

I did not see him take them with him.

Solness.

Then just go and find them for me. I might perhaps glance over them, after all.

Kaia.

[Happy.] Oh yes, please do!

Solness.

For your sake, Kaia dear. Now, let me have them at once, please.

[Kaia hurries into the draughtsmen's office, searches anxiously in the table-drawer finds a portfolio and brings it with her.

Kaia.

Here are all the drawings.

Solness.

Good. Put them down there on the table.