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 Hialmar.

You shall answer me this one question: Does Hedvig belong to me—or? Well!

Gina.

[Looking at him with cold defiance.] I don't know.

Hialmar.

[Quivering a little.] You don't know!

Gina.

How should I know? A creature like me

Hialmar.

[Quietly turning away from her.] Then I have nothing more to do in this house.

Gregers.

Take care, Hialmar! Think what you are doing!

Hialmar.

[Puts on his overcoat.] In this case, there is nothing for a man like me to think twice about.

Gregers.

Yes indeed, there are endless things to be considered. You three must be together if you are to attain the true frame of mind for self-sacrifice and forgiveness.

Hialmar.

I don't want to attain it. Never, never! My hat! [Takes his hat.] My home has fallen in ruins about me. [Bursts into tears.] Gregers, I have no child!