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 Arnholm.

Is she out of health?

Wangel.

No, not exactly; but she has been curiously nervous the last couple of years or so—off and on, you know. I can't quite make out what is wrong with her. But to get into the sea is life and happiness to her.

Arnholm.

I remember that of old.

Wangel.

[With an almost imperceptible smile.] Yes, to be sure, you knew Ellida when you were tutor out at Skioldvik.[1]

Arnholm.

Of course. She often visited at the parsonage. And I used generally to see her when I went to the lighthouse to have a talk with her father.

Wangel.

Her life out there has left a deep impression upon her, as you may imagine. In town here people can't understand it at all. They call her "the lady from the sea."

Arnholm.

Do they?

Wangel.

Yes. And look here—speak to her about the old days, my dear Arnholm. I am sure it will do her good.

Pronounce Sholdveek. 1