HEDDA.
No, that's clear.--And your husband--? I suppose he is often away from home?
MRS. ELVSTED.
Yes. Being sheriff, you know, he has to travel about a good deal in his district.
HEDDA.
MRS. ELVSTED.
Well, then you must question me.
HEDDA.
What sort of a man is your husband, Thea? I mean--you know--in everyday life. Is he kind to you?
MRS. ELVSTED.
HEDDA.
I should think he must be altogether too old for you. There is at least twenty years' difference between you, is there not?
MRS. ELVSTED.
HEDDA.
But is he not fond of you all the same? In his own way?
MRS. ELVSTED.
Oh I really don't know. I think he regards me simply as a useful property. And then it doesn't cost much to keep me. I am not expensive.
HEDDA.
That is stupid of you.
MRS. ELVSTED.
HEDDA.
And for Eilert Lovborg, Thea?
MRS. ELVSTED.
HEDDA.
Well, my dear--I should say, when he sends you after him all the way to town-- [Smiling almost imperceptibly.] And besides, you said so yourself, to Tesman.
MRS. ELVSTED.
HEDDA.
Why, my dear Thea--?
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