_Gregers_. Oh, but you _mustn't_ go. You must be all three together, to attain the true frame of mind for self-sacrificing forgiveness, you know! _Hialmar_. Self-sacrificing forgiveness be blowed! [_He tears himself away, and goes out._ _Hedvig_ (_with despairing eyes_). Oh, he said it might be blowed! Now he'll _never_ come home any more! _Gregers_. Shall I tell you how to regain your father's confidence, and bring him home surely? Sacrifice the Wild Duck. _Hedvig_. Do you think that will do any good? _Gregers_. You just _try_ it! [_Curtain._ ACT IV. _Same Scene. GREGERS enters, and finds GINA retouching photographs_. _Gregers_ (_pleasantly_). HIALMAR not come in yet, after last night, I suppose? _Gina_. Not he! He's been out on the loose all night with RELLING and MÖLVIK. Now he's snoring on their sofa. _Gregers_ (_disappointed._) Dear!--dear!--when he ought to be yearning to wrestle in solitude and self-examination! _Gina_ (_rudely_). Self-examine your grandmother! [_She goes out; HEDVIG comes in._ _Gregers_ (_to Hedvig_). Ah, I see you haven't found courage to settle the Wild Duck yet! _Hedvig_. No--it seemed such a delightful idea at first. Now it strikes me as a trifle--well, _Ibsenish_. _Gregers_ (_reprovingly_). I _thought_ you hadn't grown up quite unharmed in this house! But if you really had the true, joyous spirit of self-sacrifice, you'd have a shot at that Wild Duck, if you died for it! _Hedvig_ (_slowly_). I see; you mean that my constitution's changing, and I ought to behave as such? _Gregers_. Exactly, I'm what Americans would term a "crank"--but _I_ believe in you, HEDVIG. [_HEDVIG takes down the pistol from the mantelpiece, and goes into the garret with flashing eyes; GINA comes in._ _Hialmar_ (_looking in at door with hesitation; he is unwashed and dishevelled_). Has anybody happened to see my hat? _Gina_. Gracious, what a sight you are! Sit down and have some breakfast, do. [_She brings it._ _Hialmar_ (_indignantly_). What! touch food under _this_ roof? Never! (_Helps himself to bread-and-butter and coffee._) Go and pack up my scientific uncut books, my manuscripts, and all the best rabbits, in my portmanteau. I am going away for ever. On second thoughts, I shall stay in the spare room for another day or two--it won't be the same as living with you! [_He takes some salt meat._ _Gregers_. _Must_ you go? Just when you've got nice firm ground to build upon--thanks to me! Then there's your great invention, too. _Hialmar_. Everything's invented already. And I only cared about my invention because, although it doesn't exist yet, I thought HEDVIG believed in it, with all the strength of her sweet little shortsighted eyes! But now I don't believe in HEDVIG! [Illustration] [_He pours himself out another cup of coffee._ _Gregers_ (_earnestly_). But, HIALMAR, if I can prove to you that she is ready to sacrifice her cherished Wild Duck? See!