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Madam Rundholmen.
[Enters from the left with cake and wine.] Come now, we must drink a glass for luck.
Stensgård.
For luck in love! Here's to love and happiness! Hurrah for to-morrow! [He drinks.
Helle.
[Entering from the right, to Ragna.] Have you found him?
Ragna.
No, he is not here. Come, come!
Madam Rundholmen.
Heaven help us, what's the matter?
Helle.
Nothing; only some visitors have arrived at Stonelee
Ragna.
Thanks for all your kindness, Madam Rundholmen
Madam Rundholmen.
Oh, have you got visitors on your hands again?
Ragna.
Yes, yes; excuse me; I must go home. Good-bye!
Stensgård.
Good-bye—till to-morrow!
[Ragna and Helle go out by the back
