Six plays, p.62
Six Plays,
p.62
LÖVBORG
Dared not? Of course I preferred to stop here and talk to you.
MRS. ELVSTED
What could be more natural, Hedda?
HEDDA
But the Judge could not guess that. And I saw, too, the way he smiled and glanced at Tesman when you dared not accept his invitation to this wretched little supper-party of his.
LÖVBORG
Dared not! Do you say I dared not?
HEDDA
I don’t say so. But that was how Judge Brack understood it.
LÖVBORG
Well, let him.
HEDDA
Then you are not going with them?
LÖVBORG
I will stay here with you and Thea.
MRS. ELVSTED
Yes, Hedda—how can you doubt that?
HEDDA [Smiles and nods approvingly to LÖVBORG.]
Firm as a rock! Faithful to your principles, now and for ever! Ah,
that is how a man should be!
[Turns to MRS. ELVSTED and caresses her.]
Well now, what did I tell you, when you came to us this morning
in such a state of distraction——
LÖVBORG [Surprised.]
Distraction!
MRS. ELVSTED [Terrified.]
Hedda—oh Hedda——!
HEDDA
You can see for yourself! You haven’t the slightest reason to be in
such mortal terror——
[Interrupting herself.]
There! Now we can all three enjoy ourselves.
LÖVBORG [Who has given a start.]
Ah—what is all this, Mrs. Tesman?
MRS. ELVSTED
Oh my God, Hedda! What are you saying? What are you doing?
HEDDA
Don’t get excited! That horrid Judge Brack is sitting watching you.
LÖVBORG
So she was in mortal terror! On my account!
MRS. ELVSTED [Softly and piteously.]
Oh, Hedda—now you have ruined everything!
LÖVBORG [Looks fixedly at her for a moment. His face is distorted.]
So that was my comrade’s frank confidence in me?
MRS. ELVSTED [Imploringly.]
Oh, my dearest friend—only let me tell you——
LÖVBORG [Takes one of the glasses of punch, raises it to his lips, and says in a low, husky voice.]
Your health, Thea!
[He empties the glass, puts it down, and takes the second.]
MRS. ELVSTED [Softly.]
Oh, Hedda, Hedda—how could you do this?
HEDDA
I do it? I? Are you crazy?
LÖVBORG
Here’s to your health too, Mrs. Tesman. Thanks for the truth.
Hurrah for the truth!
[He empties the glass and is about to re-fill it.]
HEDDA [Lays her hand on his arm.]
Come, come—no more for the present. Remember you are going out to supper.
MRS. ELVSTED
No, no, no!
HEDDA
Hush! They are sitting watching you.
LÖVBORG [Putting down the glass.]
Now, Thea—tell me the truth——
MRS. ELVSTED
Yes.
LÖVBORG
Did your husband know that you had come after me?
MRS. ELVSTED [Wringing her hands.]
Oh, Hedda—do you hear what he is asking?
LÖVBORG
Was it arranged between you and him that you were to come to town and look after me? Perhaps it was the Sheriff himself that urged you to come? Aha, my dear—no doubt he wanted my help in his office! Or was it at the card-table that he missed me?
MRS. ELVSTED [Softly, in agony.]
Oh, Lövborg, Lövborg—!
LÖVBORG [Seizes a glass and is on the point of filling it.]
Here’s a glass for the old Sheriff too!
HEDDA
[Preventing him.]
No more just now. Remember, you have to read your manuscript to Tesman.
LÖVBORG [Calmly, putting down the glass.]
It was stupid of me all this, Thea—to take it in this way, I mean. Don’t be angry with me, my dear, dear comrade. You shall see—both you and the others—that if I was fallen once—now I have risen again! Thanks to you, Thea.
MRS. ELVSTED [Radiant with joy.]
Oh, heaven be praised——!
[BRACK has in the meantime looked at his watch. He and TESMAN rise and come into the drawing-room.]
BRACK [Takes his hat and overcoat.]
Well, Mrs. Tesman, our time has come.
HEDDA
I suppose it has.
LÖVBORG [Rising.]
Mine too, Judge Brack.
MRS. ELVSTED [Softly and imploringly.]
Oh, Lövborg, don’t do it!
HEDDA [Pinching her arm.]
They can hear you!
MRS. ELVSTED [With a suppressed shriek.]
Ow!
LÖVBORG [To BRACK.]
You were good enough to invite me.
BRACK
Well, are you coming after all?
LÖVBORG
Yes, many thanks.
BRACK
I’m delighted——
LÖVBORG [To TESMAN, putting the parcel of MS. in his pocket.]
I should like to show you one or two things before I send it to the printers.
TESMAN
Fancy—that will be delightful. But, Hedda dear, how is Mrs. Elvsted to get home? Eh?
HEDDA
Oh, that can be managed somehow.
LÖVBORG [Looking towards the ladies.]
Mrs. Elvsted? Of course, I’ll come again and fetch her.
[Approaching.]
At ten or thereabouts, Mrs. Tesman? Will that do?
HEDDA
Certainly. That will do capitally.
TESMAN
Well, then, that’s all right. But you must not expect me so early, Hedda.
HEDDA
Oh, you may stop as long—as long as ever you please.
MRS. ELVSTED [Trying to conceal her anxiety.]
Well then, Mr. Lövborg—I shall remain here until you come.
LÖVBORG [With his hat in his hand.]
Pray do, Mrs. Elvsted.
BRACK
And now off goes the excursion train, gentlemen! I hope we shall have a lively time, as a certain fair lady puts it.
HEDDA
Ah, if only the fair lady could be present unseen——!
BRACK
Why unseen?
HEDDA
In order to hear a little of your liveliness at first hand, Judge Brack.
BRACK [Laughing.]
I should not advise the fair lady to try it.
TESMAN [Also laughing.]
Come, you’re a nice one, Hedda! Fancy that!
BRACK
Well, good-bye, good-bye, ladies.
LÖVBORG [Bowing.]
About ten o’clock, then.
[BRACK, LÖVBORG, and TESMAN go out by the hall door. At the same time, BERTA enters from the inner room with a lighted lamp, which she places on the drawing-room table; she goes out by the way she came.]
MRS. ELVSTED [Who has risen and is wandering restlessly about the room.]
Hedda—Hedda—what will come of all this?
HEDDA
At ten o’clock—he will be here. I can see him already—with vine-leaves in his hair—flushed and fearless——
MRS. ELVSTED
Oh, I hope he may.
HEDDA
And then, you see—then he will have regained control over himself. Then he will be a free man for all his days.
MRS. ELVSTED
Oh God !—if he would only come as you see him now!
HEDDA
He will come as I see him—so, and not otherwise!
[Rises and approaches THEA.]
You may doubt him as long as you please; I believe in him. And
now we will try——
MRS. ELVSTED
You have some hidden motive in this, Hedda!
HEDDA
Yes, I have. I want for once in my life to have power to mould a human destiny.
MRS. ELVSTED
Have you not the power?
HEDDA
I have not—and have never had it.
MRS. ELVSTED
Not your husband’s?
HEDDA
Do you think that is worth the trouble? Oh, if you could only understand how poor I am. And fate has made you so rich!
[Clasps her passionately in her arms.]
I think I must burn your hair off, after all.
MRS. ELVSTED
Let me go! Let me go! I am afraid of you, Hedda!
BERTA [In the middle doorway.]
Tea is laid in the dining-room, ma’am.
HEDDA
Very well. We are coming.
MRS. ELVSTED
No, no, no! I would rather go home alone! At once!
HEDDA
Nonsense! First you shall have a cup of tea, you little stupid. And then—at ten o’clock—Eilert Lövborg will be here—with vine-leaves in his hair. [She drags MRS. ELVSTED almost by force towards the middle doorway .]
ACT THIRD
The room at the TESMANS. The curtaIns are drawn over the middle doorway, and also over the glass door.The lamp, half turned down, and with a shade over it, is burning on the table. In the stove, the door of which stands open, there has been a fire, which is now nearly burnt out.
MRS. ELVSTED, wrapped in a large shawl, and with her feet upon a foot-rest, sits close to the stove, sunk back in the arm-chair. HEDDA, fully dressed, lies sleeping upon the sofa, with a sofa-blanket over her.
MRS. ELVSTED [After a pause, suddenly sits up in her chair, and listens eagerly.Then she sinks back again wearily, moaning to herself.]
Not yet!—Oh God—oh God—not yet!
BERTA slips cautiously in by the hall door. She has a letter in her hand.
MRS. ELVSTED [Turns and whispers eagerly.]
Well—has any one come?
BERTA [Softly.]
Yes, a girl has just brought this letter.
MRS. ELVSTED [Quickly, holding out her hand.]
A letter! Give it to me!
BERTA
No, it’s for Dr. Tesman, ma’am.
MRS. ELVSTED
Oh, indeed.
BERTA
It was Miss Tesman’s servant that brought it. I’ll lay it here on the table.
MRS. ELVSTED
Yes, do.
BERTA [Laying down the letter.]
I think I had better put out the lamp. It’s smoking.
MRS. ELVSTED
Yes, put it out. It must soon be daylight now.
BERTA [Putting out the lamp.]
It is daylight already, ma’am.
MRS. ELVSTED
Yes, broad day! And no one come back yet——!
BERTA
Lord bless you, ma’am—I guessed how it would be.
MRS. ELVSTED
You guessed?
BERTA
Yes, when I saw that a certain person had come back to town—and that he went off with them. For we’ve heard enough about that gentleman before now.
MRS. ELVSTED
Don’t speak so loud. You will waken Mrs. Tesman.
BERTA [Looks towards the sofa and sighs.]
No, no—let her sleep, poor thing. Shan’t I put some wood on the fire?
MRS. ELVSTED
Thanks, not for me.
BERTA
Oh, very well.
[She goes softly out by the hall door.]
HEDDA [Is wakened by the shutting of the door, and looks up.]
What’s that——?
MRS. ELVSTED
It was only the servant——
HEDDA [Looking about her.]
Oh, we’re here——! Yes, now I remember.
[Sits erect upon the sofa, stretches herself, and rubs her eyes.]
What o’clock is it, Thea?
MRS. ELVSTED [Looks at her watch.]
It’s past seven.
HEDDA
When did Tesman come home?
MRS. ELVSTED
He has not come.
HEDDA
Not come home yet?
MRS. ELVSTED [Rising.]
No one has come.
HEDDA
Think of our watching and waiting here till four in the morning——
MRS. ELVSTED [Wringing her hands.]
And how I watched and waited for him!
HEDDA [Yawns, and says with her hand before her mouth.]
Well well—we might have spared ourselves the trouble.
MRS. ELVSTED
Did you get a little sleep?
HEDDA
Oh yes; I believe I have slept pretty well. Have you not?
MRS. ELVSTED
Not for a moment. I couldn’t, Hedda!—not to save my life.
HEDDA [Rises and goes towards her.]
There, there, there! There’s nothing to be so alarmed about. I understand quite well what has happened.
MRS. ELVSTED
Well, what do you think? Won’t you tell me?
HEDDA
Why, of course it has been a very late affair at Judge Brack’s——
MRS. ELVSTED
Yes, yes—that is clear enough. But all the same——
HEDDA
And then, you see, Tesman hasn’t cared to come home and ring us up in the middle of the night.
[Laughing.]
Perhaps he wasn’t inclined to show himself either—immediately after a jollification.
MRS. ELVSTED
But in that case—where can he have gone?
HEDDA
Of course he has gone to his Aunts’ and slept there. They have his old room ready for him.
MRS. ELVSTED
No, he can’t be with them; for a letter has just come for him from Miss Tesman. There it lies.
HEDDA
Indeed?
[Looks at the address.]
Why yes, it’s addressed in Aunt Julia’s own hand. Well then, he has remained at Judge Brack’s. And as for Eilert Lövborg—he is sitting, with vine-leaves in his hair, reading his manuscript.
MRS. ELVSTED
Oh Hedda, you are just saying things you don’t believe a bit.
HEDDA
You really are a little blockhead, Thea.
MRS. ELVSTED
Oh yes, I suppose I am.
HEDDA
And how mortally tired you look.
MRS. ELVSTED
Yes, I am mortally tired.
HEDDA
Well then, you must do as I tell you. You must go into my room and lie down for a little while.
MRS. ELVSTED
Oh no, no—I shouldn’t be able to sleep.
HEDDA
I am sure you would.
MRS. ELVSTED
Well, but your husband is certain to come soon now; and then I want to know at once——
HEDDA
I shall take care to let you know when he comes.
MRS. ELVSTED
Do you promise me, Hedda?
HEDDA
Yes, rely upon me. Just you go in and have a sleep in the meantime.
MRS. ELVSTED
Thanks; then I’ll try to.
[She goes off through the inner room.]
[HEDDA goes up to the glass door and draws back the curtains.The broad daylight streams into the room.Then she takes a little hand-glass from the writing-table, looks at herself in it, and arranges her hair. Next she goes to the hall door and presses the bell-button.]
BERTA presently appears at the hall door.
BERTA
Did you want anything, ma’am?
HEDDA
Yes; you must put some more wood in the stove. I am shivering.
BERTA
Bless me—I’ll make up the fire at once.
[She rakes the embers together and lays a piece of wood upon them; then stops and listens.]
That was a ring at the front door, ma’am.
HEDDA
Then go to the door. I will look after the fire.
BERTA
It’ll soon burn up.
[She goes out by the hall door.]
[HEDDA kneels on the foot-rest and lays some more pieces of wood in the
stove.]
After a short pause, GEORGE TESMAN enters from the hall. He looks tired and rather serious. He steals on tiptoe towards the middle doorway and is about to slip through the curtains.
HEDDA [At the stove, without looking up.]
Good morning.
TESMAN [Turns.]





