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 Hilda.

The worst of all.

Mrs. Solness.

What do you mean?

Hilda.

[Softly.] You lost the two little boys.

Mrs. Solness.

Oh yes, the boys. But, you see, that was a thing apart. That was a dispensation of Providence; and in such things one can only bow in submission—yes, and be thankful, too.

Hilda.

Then you are so?

Mrs. Solness.

Not always, I am sorry to say. I know well enough that it is my duty—but all the same I cannot.

Hilda.

No, no, I think that is only natural.

Mrs. Solness.

And often and often I have to remind myself that it was a righteous punishment for me

Hilda.

Why?

Mrs. Solness.

Because I had not fortitude enough in misfortune.