couldn't help reminding one or two of the people we talked to that we belong to the family.
Hilmar.
Ugh!
Lona.
Do you say "Ugh!" to that?
Hilmar.
No, I said "H'm"
Lona.
Oh, was that all, poor fellow? But you are quite alone here to-day!
Mrs. Bernick.
Yes, to-day we are quite alone.
Lona.
By-the-bye, we met one or two of the Moral Regenerators up in the market-place; they seemed to be very busy. But we have never had a proper talk yet; yesterday we had the three pioneers of progress here, and the Pastor too
Hilmar.
The Doctor.
Lona.
I call him the Pastor. But now—what do you think of my work for these fifteen years? Hasn't he grown a fine boy? Who would recognise him now for the scapegrace that ran away from home?
Hilmar.
H'm
Johan.
Oh, Lona, don't boast too much.
