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I am always cold.

[''Stands looking at her for a time with her arms resting on the back of the armchair.''] Well, Gunhild, it is nearly eight years now since we saw each other last.

[Coldly.] Since last we spoke to each other at any rate.

True, since we spoke to each other. I daresay you have seen me now and again—when I came on my yearly visit to the bailiff.

Once or twice, I have.

I have caught one or two glimpses of you, too—there, at the window.

You must have seen me through the curtains then. You have good eyes. [Harshly and cuttingly.] But the last time we spoke to each other—it was here in this room

[Trying to stop her.] Yes, yes; I know, Gunhild!