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 Wangel.

To-morrow Ellida is going to Skioldvik—for a time.

Boletta.

Going away?

Arnholm.

That is very wise, Mrs. Wangel.

Wangel.

Ellida wants to go home again; home to the sea.

Hilda.

[With a little rush towards Ellida.] Are you going away? Going away from us!

Ellida.

[Startled.] Why, Hilda! What is the matter with you?

Hilda.

[Restraining herself.] Oh, nothing at all. [In a low tone, turning from her.] Go by all means!

Boletta.

[Anxiously.] Father, I can see—you are going away too—to Skioldvik!

Wangel.

No, certainly not! I shall perhaps run out now and then

Boletta.

And home again?

Wangel.

Yes, home