I shall never go back to him again.
But what do you think people will say of you, Thea?
They may say what they like, for aught I care. [Seats herself wearily and sadly on the sofa.] I have done nothing but what I had to do. (1.354-363)
Because I have such a dread of scandal.
Yes, Hedda, you are a coward at heart.
A terrible coward. (2.360-2)
The fact that I dared not shoot you down—
—that was not my arrant cowardice—that evening. (2.370-2)