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BOLETTA.
Father is coming from the surgery now. Shan't we all sit together in the garden-room?
Ellida.
Yes, let us.
Wangel, who has changed his clothes, comes with Hilda from the left, behind the house.
Wangel.
Well now, here I am, a free man! A glass of something cool wouldn't come amiss now.
Ellida.
Wait a moment.
[She returns to the arbour and brings out the bouquet.
Hilda.
Oh I say! All those lovely flowers! Where did you get them?
Ellida.
I got them from Lyngstrand the sculptor, my dear Hilda.
Hilda.
[Starting.] From Lyngstrand?
Boletta.
[Uneasily.] Has Lyngstrand been here—again?
Ellida.
[With a half-smile.] Yes. He came to bring this bouquet,—a birthday offering, you know.
Boletta.
[Glancing at Hilda.] Oh!
