[Angrily.] Retire? I?


BROVIK.

In case you thought that Ragnar's drawings---


SOLNESS.

I! Retire in favour of your son!


BROVIK.

Retire from the agreement, they meant.


SOLNESS.

Oh, it comes to the same thing. [Laughs angrily.] So that is it,
is it? Halvard Solness is to see about retiring now! To make room
for younger men! For the very youngest, perhaps! He must make room!
Room! Room!


BROVIK.

Why, good heavens! there is surely room for more than one single man--