Oh, up there. Yes, I knew all those places well in the old days. GREGERS. You were a great sportsman then. EKDAL. So I was, I don’t deny it. You’re looking at my uniform cap. I don’t ask anybody’s leave to wear it in the house. So long as I don’t go out in the streets with it—— [HEDVIG _brings a plate of bread and butter, which she puts upon the table._ HIALMAR. Sit down, father, and have a glass of beer. Help yourself, Gregers. [EKDAL _mutters and stumbles over to the sofa._ GREGERS _seats himself on the chair nearest to him,_ HIALMAR _on the other side of_ GREGERS. GINA _sits a little way from the table, sewing;_ HEDVIG _stands beside her father._ GREGERS. Can you remember, Lieutenant Ekdal, how Hialmar and I used to come up and visit you in the summer and at Christmas? EKDAL. Did you? No, no, no; I don’t remember it. But sure enough I've been a tidy bit of a sportsman in my day. I've shot bears too. I've shot nine of 'em, no less. GREGERS. [_Looking sympathetically at him._] And now you never get any shooting? EKDAL. Can’t just say that, sir. Get a shot now and then perhaps. Of course not in the old way. For the woods you see—the woods, the woods——! [_Drinks._] Are the woods fine up there now? GREGERS. Not so fine as in your time. They have been thinned a good deal. EKDAL. Thinned? [_More softly, and as if afraid._] It’s dangerous work that. Bad things come of it. The woods revenge themselves. HIALMAR. [_Filling up his glass._] Come—a little more, father. GREGERS. How can a man like you—such a man for the open air—live in the midst of a stuffy town, boxed within four walls? EKDAL. [_Laughs quietly and glances at HIALMAR._] Oh, it’s not so bad here. Not at all so bad. GREGERS. But don’t you miss all the things that used to be a part of your very being—the cool sweeping breezes, the free life in the woods and on the uplands, among beasts and birds——? EKDAL. [_Smiling._] Hialmar, shall we let him see it? HIALMAR. [_Hastily and a little embarrassed._] Oh no no, father; not this evening. GREGERS. What does he want to show me? HIALMAR. Oh, it’s only something—you can see it another time. GREGERS.