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 The Chamberlain.

Who? Where?

Thora.

Ragna and Mr. Helle. They are in here

[Goes towards the second door on the right.

Lundestad.

Mr. Helle! Then it's he!

The Chamberlain.

Here? In my house? [Goes towards the door.] Come in, my dear child.

Ragna.

[Shrinking back shyly.] Oh, no, no; there are so many people.

The Chamberlain.

Don't be bashful; you couldn't help what has happened.

Helle.

She is homeless now, Chamberlain.

Ragna.

Oh, you must help us!

The Chamberlain.

I will, indeed; and thank you for giving me the opportunity.

Heire.

You may well say engagements are the order of the day. I have one to add to the list.

The Chamberlain.

What? You? At your age?—How rash of you!

Heire.

Oh—! I say no more.