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 Tesman.

No, that I haven't. But do take off your bonnet, Auntie. Look here! Let me untie the strings—eh?

Miss Tesman.

[While he does so.] Well well—this is just as if you were still at home with us.

Tesman.

[With the bonnet in his hand, looks at it from all sides.] Why, what a gorgeous bonnet you've been investing in!

Miss Tesman.

I bought it on Hedda's account.

Tesman.

On Hedda's account? Eh?

Miss Tesman.

Yes, so that Hedda needn't be ashamed of me if we happened to go out together.

Tesman.

[Patting her cheek.] You always think of everything, Aunt Julia. [Lays the bonnet on a chair beside the table.] And now, look here—suppose we sit comfortably on the sofa and have a little chat, till Hedda comes.

[They seat themselves. She places her parasol in the corner of the sofa.

Miss Tesman.

[Takes both his hands and looks at him.] What a delight it is to have you again, as large as life, before my very eyes, George! My George—my poor brother's own boy!