KAIA.

[Uneasily.] Oh, but uncle---


BROVIK.

Do as I say, child. And shut the door after you.
[KAIA goes reluctantly into the draughtsmen's office, glances
anxiously and imploringly at SOLNESS, and shuts the door.


BROVIK.

[Lowering his voice a little.] I don't want the poor children to know
how I am.


SOLNESS.

Yes, you have been looking very poorly of late.


BROVIK.

It will soon be all over with me. My strength is ebbing--from day
to day.


SOLNESS.