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 Ellida.

No, no, no! I couldn't think of it to-day. Won't you sit down for a moment?

Arnholm.

No thank you—not just now. [Looks at Wangel.] I promised the girls I would join them in the garden.

Ellida.

Heavens knows whether you'll find them in the garden. I never know where they may have got to.

Wangel.

Oh yes, they are probably down by the pond.

Arnholm.

I daresay I shall find them.

[He nods and passes across the verandah into the garden, and out to the right.

Ellida.

What o'clock is it, Wangel?

Wangel.

[Looks at his watch.] It's a little past eleven.

Ellida.

A little past; and at eleven or half-past to-*night the steamer will be here. Oh, if it only were over!

Wangel.

[Goes closer to her.] Dear Ellida, there is one thing I should like to ask you about.