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And what will you do then?

[Seriously.] Then I will go to the mountains again

Fie, Alfred! For shame!

—up to the peaks and the great waste places.

Papa, don't you think I shall soon be well enough for you to take me with you?

[With painful emotion.] Oh, yes, perhaps, my little boy.

It would be so splendid, you know, if I could climb the mountains, like you.

[Changing the subject.] Why, how beautifully you are dressed to-day, Eyolf!

Yes, don't you think so, Auntie?

Yes, indeed. Is it in honour of Papa that you have got your new clothes on?