HIALMAR. He says that the same amount is assured to you for the whole of your life. Do you hear that, Gina? GINA. Yes, I hear. HEDVIG. Fancy—all that money for me! [_Shakes him._] Father, father, aren’t you glad——? HIALMAR. [_Eluding her._] Glad! [_Walks about._] Oh what vistas—what perspectives open up before me! It is Hedvig, Hedvig that he showers these benefactions upon! GINA. Yes, because it’s Hedvig’s birthday—— HEDVIG. And you’ll get it all the same, father! You know quite well I shall give all the money to you and mother. HIALMAR. To mother, yes! There we have it. GREGERS. Hialmar, this is a trap he is setting for you. HIALMAR. Do you think it’s another trap? GREGERS. When he was here this morning he said: Hialmar Ekdal is not the man you imagine him to be. HIALMAR. Not the man——! GREGERS. That you shall see, he said. HIALMAR. He meant you should see that I would let myself be bought off——! HEDVIG. Oh mother, what does all this mean? GINA. Go and take off your things. [HEDVIG _goes out by the kitchen door, half-crying._ GREGERS. Yes, Hialmar—now is the time to show who was right, he or I. HIALMAR. [_Slowly tears the paper across, lays both pieces on the table, and says_:] Here is my answer. GREGERS. Just what I expected. HIALMAR. [_Goes over to GINA, who stands by the stove, and says in a low voice_:] Now please make a clean breast of it. If the connection between you and him was quite over when you—came to care for me, as you call it—why did he place us in a position to marry? GINA. I suppose he thought as he could come and go in our house. HIALMAR. Only _that_? Was not he afraid of a possible contingency? GINA. I don’t know what you mean. HIALMAR. I want to know whether—your child has the right to live under my roof. GINA. [_Draws herself up; her eyes flash._] _You_ ask that! HIALMAR. You shall answer me this one question: Does Hedvig belong to me—or——? Well! GINA. [_Looking at him with cold defiance._] I don’t know. HIALMAR. [_Quivering a little._] You don’t know! GINA.