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 Hilda. Your tutor, miss!

Boletta. My?

Hilda. Yes; thank goodness he was never mine!

Arnholm comes forward among the trees on the right.

Arnholm. Are there fish in the pond now?

Hilda. Yes, there are some very old carp.

Arnholm. Ah, so the old carp are still alive?

Hilda.

Yes; they're tough, I can tell you. But now we're going to put an end to some of them.

Arnholm. You ought rather to try the fiord.

Lyngstrand.

No, the pond—the pond is more mysterious, as you might call it.

Hilda.

Yes, it's more thrilling here.—Have you just been having a bathe?

Arnholm.

Precisely. I've come straight from the bathing-house.