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 Solness.

[Smiles a little.] You were thoroughly comfortable then?

Hilda.

I should think so.

Solness.

And no doubt you dreamed, too.

Hilda.

Yes, I did. But that was horrid.

Solness.

Was it?

Hilda.

Yes, for I dreamed I was falling over a frightfully high, sheer precipice. Do you never have that kind of dream?

Solness.

Oh yes—now and then

Hilda.

It's tremendously thrilling—when you fall and fall

Solness.

It seems to make one's blood run cold.

Hilda.

Do you draw your legs up under you while you are falling?

Solness.

Yes, as high as ever I can.

Hilda.

So do I.