Dr. Stockmann.
Would you have had me rush all over the town and chatter about it, before I was quite certain? No, thank you; I'm not so mad as that.
Petra.
But to us at home—-
Dr. Stockmann.
I couldn't say a word to a living soul. But to-morrow you may look in at the Badger's
Mrs. Stockmann.
Oh, Thomas!
Dr. Stockmann.
Well well, at your grandfather's. The old fellow will be astonished! He thinks I'm not quite right in my head—yes, and plenty of others think the same, I've noticed. But now these good people shall see—yes, they shall see now! [Walks up and down rubbing his hands.] What a stir there will be in the town, Katrina! Just think of it! All the water-pipes will have to be relaid.
Hovstad.
[Rising.] All the water-pipes?
Dr. Stockmann.
Why, of course. The intake is too low down; it must be moved much higher up.
Petra.
So you were right, after all.
