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 and look up at you. Fancy, if he should fall over! He—the master builder himself!

Solness.

[As if to divert her from the subject.] Yes, yes, yes, that might very well have happened, too. For one of those white-frocked little devils,—she went on in such a way, and screamed up at me so

Hilda.

[Sparkling with pleasure.] "Hurra for Master Builder Solness!" Yes!

Solness.

—and waved and flourished with her flag, so that I—so that it almost made me giddy to look at it.

Hilda.

[In a lower voice, seriously.] That little devil—that was I.

Solness.

[Fixes his eyes steadily upon her.] I am sure of that now. It must have been you.

Hilda.

[Lively again.] Oh, it was so gloriously thrilling! I could not have believed there was a builder in the whole world that could build such a tremendously high tower. And then, that you yourself should stand at the very top of it, as large as life! And that you should not be the least bit dizzy! It was that above everything that made one—made one dizzy to think of.