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 Hilda.

But tell me—as an artist—how do you think I should look in black?

Lyngstrand.

In black, Miss Hilda?

Hilda.

Yes, all in black. Do you think I should look nice?

Lyngstrand.

Black is scarcely the thing for the summer-time. But for that matter I am sure you would look extremely well in black too. Yes, you have just the figure for it.

Hilda.

[Gazing before her,] In black right up to the neck—a black ruffle—black gloves and a long black veil behind.

Lyngstrand.

If you were dressed like that, Miss Hilda, I should long to be a painter—so that I might paint a young, lovely, broken-hearted widow.

Hilda.

Or a young girl mourning for her betrothed.

Lyngstrand.

Yes, that would suit you still better. But you can't wish to dress yourself like that?

Hilda.

I don't know; I think it is thrilling.

Lyngstrand.

Thrilling?