The Master Builder Part 39

The Master Builder Part 39

It sounds so could and sharp, and stinging. Duty--duty--duty. Dont you think so, too? Doesnt it seem to sting you?


SOLNESS.


Hm--havent thought much about it.


HILDA.


Yes, it does. And if she is so good--as you say she is--why should she talk in that way?


SOLNESS.


But, good Lord, what would you have had her say, then?


HILDA.


She might have said she would do it because she had taken a tremendous fancy to me. She might have said something like that--something really warm and cordial, you understand.


SOLNESS.


[Looks at her.] Is that how you would like to have it?


HILDA.


Yes, precisely. [She wanders about the room, stops at the bookcase and looks at the books.] What a lot of books you have.


SOLNESS.


Yes, I have got together a good many.


HILDA.


Do you read them all, too?


SOLNESS.


I used to try to. Do you read much?


HILDA.


No, never! I have given it up. For it all seems so irrelevant.


SOLNESS.


That is just my feeling.


[HILDA wanders about a little, stops at the small table, opens the portfolio and turns over the contents.


HILDA.


Are all these your drawings yours?


SOLNESS.


No, they are drawn by a young man whom I employ to help me.


HILDA.


Some one you have taught?


SOLNESS.


Oh yes, no doubt he has learnt something from me, too.


HILDA.


[Sits down.] Then I suppose he is very clever. [Looks at a drawing.]


Isnt he?


SOLNESS.


Oh, he might be worse. For my purpose--


HILDA.


Oh yes--Im sure he is frightfully clever.


SOLNESS.


Do you think you can see that in the drawings?