This page needs to be proofread.
Hilda.
That you? Say it at once!
Solness.
that I ought to have done it.
Hilda.
[Exclaims with animation.] Don't tell me you can ever be dizzy!
Solness.
This evening, then, we will hang up the wreath—Princess Hilda.
Hilda.
[With a bitter curve of the lips.] Over your new home, yes.
Solness.
Over the new house, which will never be a home for me.
[He goes out through the garden door.
Hilda.
[Looks straight in front of her with a far-away expression, and whispers to herself. The only words audible are]frightfully thrilling
