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It's better for you to walk—and then you always save twopence. Well, has Frida been playing to you lately?

She has just this moment gone. Did you not meet her outside?

No, I have seen nothing of her for a long time; not since she went to live with this Mrs. Wilton.

[''Seating himself on the sofa and waving his hand toward a chair.''] You may sit down, Vilhelm.

[Seating himself on the edge of a chair.] Many thanks. [Looks mournfully at him.] You can't think how lonely I feel since Frida left home.

Oh, come—you have plenty left.

Yes, God knows I have—five of them. But Frida was the only one who at all understood me. [Shaking his head sadly.] The others don't understand me a bit.

[''Gloomily, gazing straight before him, and drumming on the table with his fingers.''] No,