That neither you nor I will see.
HILDA.
[With uncontrollable vehemence.] I will se it! I will and I must see it!
RAGNAR.
But he will not do it. He simply dare not do it. For you see he cannot get over this infirmity--master builder though he be.
MRS. SOLNESS comes from the house on to the verandah.
MRS. SOLNESS.
[Looks around.] Is he not here? Where has he gone to?
RAGNAR.
Mr. Solness is down with the men.
HILDA.
He took the wreath with him.
MRS. SOLNESS.
[Terrified.] Took the wreath with him! Oh G.o.d! oh G.o.d! Brovik--you must go down to him! Get him to come back here!
RAGNAR.
Shall I say you want to speak to him, Mrs. Solness?
MRS. SOLNESS.
Oh yes, do!--No, no--don"t say that _I_ want anything! You can say that somebody is here, and that he must come at once.
RAGNAR.
Good. I will do so, Mrs. Solness.
[He goes down the flight of steps and away through the garden.
MRS. SOLNESS.
Oh, Miss w.a.n.gel, you can"t think how anxious I feel about him.
HILDA.
Is there anything in this to be terribly frightened about?
MRS. SOLNESS.
Oh yes; surely you can understand. Just think, if he were really to do it! If he should take it into his head to climb up the scaffolding!
HILDA.
[Eagerly.] Do you think he will?
MRS. SOLNESS.
Oh, one can never tell what he might take into his head. I am afraid there is nothing he mightn"t think of doing.
HILDA.
Aha! Perhaps you too think he is--well--?
MRS. SOLNESS.
Oh, I don"t know what to think about him now. The doctor has been telling me all sorts of things; and putting it all together with several things I have heard him say--
DR. HERDAL looks out, at the door.
DR. HERDAL.
Is he not coming soon?
MRS. SOLNESS.
Yes, I think so. I have sent for him at any rate.