Hedda Gabler. Henrik Ibsen
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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!
TESMAN.
And it's a delight for me, too, to see you again, Aunt Julia! You, who have been father and mother in one to me.
MISS TESMAN.
Oh yes, I know you will always keep a place in your heart for your old aunts.
TESMAN.
And what about Aunt Rina? No improvement—eh?
MISS TESMAN.
Oh, no—we can scarcely look for any improvement in her case, poor thing. There she lies, helpless, as she has lain for all these years. But heaven grant I may not lose her yet awhile! For if I did, I don't know what I should make of my life, George—especially now that I haven't you to look after any more.
TESMAN.
[Patting her back.] There there there—!
MISS TESMAN.
[Suddenly changing her tone.] And to think that here are you a married man, George!—And that you should be the one to carry off Hedda Gabler—the beautiful Hedda Gabler! Only think of it—she, that was so beset with admirers!
TESMAN.
[Hums a little and smiles complacently.] Yes, I fancy I have several good friends about town who would like to stand in my shoes—eh?
MISS TESMAN.
And then this fine long wedding-tour you have had! More than five—nearly six months—
TESMAN.
Well, for me it has been a sort of tour of research as well. I have had to do so much grubbing among old records—and to read no end of books too, Auntie.
MISS TESMAN.
Oh yes, I suppose so. [More confidentially, and lowering her voice a little.] But listen now, George—have you nothing—nothing special to tell me?
TESMAN.
As to our journey?
MISS TESMAN.
Yes.
TESMAN.
No, I don't know of anything except what I have told you in my letters. I had a doctor's degree conferred on me—but that I told you yesterday.
MISS TESMAN.
Yes, yes, you did. But what I mean is—haven't you any—any—expectations—?
TESMAN.
Expectations?
MISS TESMAN.
Why you know, George—I'm your old auntie!
TESMAN.
Why, of course I have expectations.
MISS TESMAN.
Ah!
TESMAN.
I have every expectation of being a professor one of these days.
MISS TESMAN.
Oh yes, a professor—
TESMAN.
Indeed, I may say I am certain of it. But my dear Auntie—you know all about that already!
MISS TESMAN.
[Laughing to herself.] Yes, of course I do. You are quite right there. [Changing the subject.] But we were talking about your journey. It must have cost a great deal of money, George?
TESMAN.
Well, you see—my handsome travelling-scholarship went a good way.
MISS TESMAN.
But I can't understand how you can have made it go far enough for two.
TESMAN.
No, that's not easy to understand—eh?
MISS TESMAN.
And especially travelling with a lady—they tell me that makes it ever so much more expensive.
TESMAN.
Yes, of course—it makes it a little more expensive. But Hedda had to have this trip, Auntie! She really had to. Nothing else would have done.
MISS TESMAN.
No no, I suppose not. A wedding-tour seems to be quite indispensable nowadays.—But tell me now—have you gone thoroughly over the house yet?
TESMAN.
Yes, you may be sure I have. I have been afoot ever since daylight.
MISS TESMAN.
And what do you think of it all?
TESMAN.
I'm delighted! Quite delighted! Only I can't think what we are to do with the two empty rooms between this inner parlour and Hedda's bedroom.
MISS TESMAN.
[Laughing.] Oh my dear George, I daresay you may find some use for them—in the course of time.
TESMAN.
Why of course you are quite right, Aunt Julia! You mean as my library increases—eh?
MISS TESMAN.
Yes, quite so, my dear boy. It was your library I was thinking of.
TESMAN.
I am specially pleased on Hedda's account. Often and often, before we were engaged, she said that she would never care to live anywhere but in Secretary Falk's villa.(2)
MISS TESMAN.
Yes, it was lucky that this very house should come into the market, just after you had started.
TESMAN.
Yes, Aunt Julia, the luck was on our side, wasn't it—eh?
MISS TESMAN.
But the expense, my dear George! You will find it very expensive, all this.
TESMAN.
[Looks at her, a little cast down.] Yes, I suppose I shall, Aunt!
MISS TESMAN.
Oh, frightfully!
TESMAN.
How much do you think? In round numbers?—Eh?
MISS TESMAN.
Oh, I can't even guess until all the accounts come in.
TESMAN.