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Hilda.
Is that your new house?
Solness.
Yes.
Hilda.
The house you are soon going to move into?
Solness.
Yes.
Hilda.
[Looks at him.] Are there nurseries in that house, too?
Solness.
Three, as there are here.
Hilda.
And no child.
Solness.
And there never will be one.
Hilda.
[With a half-smile.] Well, isn't it just as I said?
Solness.
That?
Hilda.
That you are a little—a little mad after all.
Solness.
Was that what you were thinking of?
Hilda.
Yes, of all the empty nurseries I slept in.
