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 Gregers.

It was a child's free-will offering. She has got your father to shoot the wild duck.

Hialmar.

To shoot the wild duck!

Gina.

Oh, think of that!

Hialmar.

What was that for?

Gregers.

She wanted to sacrifice to you her most cherished possession; for then she thought you would surely come to love her again.

Hialmar.

[Tenderly, with emotion.] Oh, poor child!

Gina.

What things she does think of!

Gregers.

She only wanted your love again, Hialmar. She could not live without it.

Gina.

[Struggling with her tears.] There, you can see for yourself, Ekdal.

Hialmar.

Gina, where is she?

Gina.

[Sniffs.] Poor dear, she's sitting out in the kitchen, I dare say.