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 Gina.

Poor grandfather, who'd give him credit?

Hialmar Ekdal, in an overcoat and grey felt hat, comes in from the right.

Gina.

[Throws down her sewing and rises.] Why, Ekdal. Is that you already?

Hedvig.

[At the same time jumping up.] Fancy your coming so soon, father!

Hialmar.

[Taking off his hat.] Yes, most of the people were coming away.

Hedvig. So early?

Hialmar.

Yes, it was a dinner-party, you know.

[Is taking off his overcoat.

Gina.

Let me help you.

Hedvig. Me too.

[They draw off his coat; Gina hangs it up on the back wall.

Hedvig. Were there many people there, father?

Hialmar.

Oh no, not many. We were about twelve or fourteen at table.