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[Stands as though thunderstruck.] Has Frida gone already! Are you quite sure? Who told you?

We had it from her future teacher.

Indeed? And who is he?

A certain Mr. Erhart Borkman.

[Beaming with joy.] Your son, John Gabriel! Is he going with them?

Yes; it is he that is to help Mrs. Wilton with little Frida's education.

Oh, Heaven be praised! Then the child is in the best of hands. But is it quite certain that they have started with her already?

They took her away in that sledge which ran over you on the road.

[Clasping his hands.] To think that my little Frida was in that magnificent sledge!