I am afraid of retribution, Hilda.


HILDA.

Of retribution? [Shakes her head.] I don't understand that.


SOLNESS.

Sit down, and I will tell you something.


HILDA.

Yes, do! At once!
[She sits on a stool by the railing, and looks expectantly
at him.


SOLNESS.

[Throws his hat on the table.] You know that I began by building
churches.


HILDA.

[Nods.] I know that well.