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VSTED. [Shrieks.] Oh God! oh God--! TESMAN. To the hospital! And at the point of death! HEDDA. [Involuntarily.] So soon then-- MRS. ELVSTED. [Wailing.] And we parted in anger, Hedda! HEDDA. [Whispers.] Thea--Thea--be careful! MRS. ELVSTED. [Not heeding her.] I must go to him! I must see him alive! BRACK. It is useless, Madam. No one will be admitted. MRS. ELVSTED. Oh, at least tell me what has happened to him? What is it? TESMAN. You don't mean to say that he has himself-- Eh? HEDDA. Yes, I am sure he has. BRACK. [Keeping his eyes fixed upon her.] Unfortunately you have guessed quite correctly, Mrs. Tesman. MRS. ELVSTED. Oh, how horrible! TESMAN. Himself, then! Fancy that! HEDDA. Shot himself! BRACK. Rightly guessed again, Mrs. Tesman. MRS. ELVSTED. [With an effort at self-control.] When did it happen, Mr. Brack? BRACK. This afternoon--between three and four. TESMAN. But, good Lord, where did he do it? Eh? BRACK. [With some hesitation.] Where? Well--I suppose at his lodgings. MRS. ELVSTED. No, that cannot be; for I was there between six and seven. BRACK. Well then, somewhere else. I don't know exactly. I only know that he was found--. He had shot himself--in the breast. MRS. ELVSTED. Oh, how terrible! That he should die like that! HEDDA. [To BRACK.] Was it in the breast? BRACK. Yes--as I told you. HEDDA. Not in the temple? BRACK. In the breast, Mrs. Tesman. HEDDA. Well, well--the breast is a good place, too. BRACK. How do you mean, Mrs. Tesman? HEDDA. [Evasively.] Oh, nothing--nothing. TESMAN. And the wound is dangerous, you say--eh? BRACK. Absolutely mortal. The end has probably come by this time. MRS. ELVSTED. Yes, yes, I feel it. The end! The end! Oh, Hedda--! TESMAN. But tell me, how have you learnt all this? BRACK. [Curtly.] Through one of the police. A man I had some business with. HEDDA. [In a clear voice.] At last a deed worth doing! TESMAN. [Terrified.] Good heavens, Hedda! what are you saying? HEDDA. I say there is beauty in this. BRACK. H'm, Mrs. Tesman-- MRS. ELVSTED. Oh, Hedda, how can you talk of beauty in such an act! HEDDA. Eilert Lovborg has himself made up his account with life. He has had the courage to do--the one right thin
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