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Hilda.
[Also going down to him.] Have you finished for the day now, father?
Wangel.
Oh no, I must go down to the surgery for a little while by-and-by.—Tell me,—do you know whether Arnholm has arrived?
Boletta.
Yes, he came last night. We sent to the hotel to inquire.
Wangel.
Then you haven't seen him yet?
Boletta. No. But he's sure to look in this forenoon.
Wangel. Yes, of course he will.
Hilda.
[Drawing him round.] Father you must look about you now.
Wangel.
[Looking towards the verandah.] Yes, yes, my child, I see.—There is quite an air of festivity about the place.
Boletta.
Don't you think we have arranged it prettily?
Wangel.
Yes, you have indeed—Is—are we alone in the house?
Hilda.
Yes, she has gone to
