No, no, I daresay not. But suppose now that what people call—in elegant language—a solemn responsibility were to come upon you? [Smiling.] A new responsibility, Mrs. Hedda?
[Angrily.] Be quiet! Nothing of that sort will ever happen! (2.174-5)
[Beside the glass door.] Oh, be quiet, I tell you!—I often think there is only one thing in the world I have any turn for.
[Drawing near to her.] And what is that, if I may ask?
HEDDA [Stands looking out.] Boring myself to death. (2.180-1)
Why, bless me—then Aunt Julia was right after all! Oh yes—I knew it! Hedda! Just fancy—Eilert Løvborg is not going to stand in our way!
[Curtly.] Our way? Pray leave me out of the question. (2.268-9)