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[Raising her forefinger.] As I bid you! As I bid you! Good-night! [She laughs and nods to the ladies, and closes the door behind her.

Does she really play tricks of that sort?

Oh, not at all. How can you think so! She only says it in fun. [Breaking off.] But don't let us talk about Mrs. Wilton. [He forces ''to seat herself in the armchair beside the stove, then stands and looks at her.''] To think of your having taken all this long journey, Aunt Ella! And in winter too!

I found I had to, Erhart.

Indeed? Why so?

I had to come to town after all, to consult the doctors.

Oh, I'm glad of that!

[Smiling.] Are you glad of that?