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Martha.
I will go with you, Dina.
[Dina and Martha go out by the second door on the left.
Mrs. Bernick.
[Rising.] And you must excuse me for a moment, ladies; I think we had better take our coffee outside.
[She goes out to the verandah and begins arranging a table; Rörlund stands in the doorway talking to her. Hilmar sits outside smoking.
Mrs. Rummel.
[Softly.] Oh dear, Mrs. Lynge, how you frightened me!
Mrs. Lynge.
I?
Mrs. Holt.
Ah, but you began it yourself, Mrs. Rummel.
Mrs. Rummel.
I? Oh, how can you say so, Mrs. Holt? Not a single word passed my lips.
Mrs. Lynge.
But what is the matter?
Mrs. Rummel.
How could you begin to talk about
! Only think—didn't you see that Dina was in the room?Mrs. Lynge.
Dina? Why, bless me! what has she to do with
?