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Hilda. Good-bye for the present then.
Ellida.
Mr. Lyngstrand—will you please wait a moment? [Lyngstrand stops. Arnholm, Boletta, and Hilda go out to the right.
Ellida. [To Lyngstrand.] Are you going to dance too?
Lyngstrand. No, Mrs. Wangel, I'm afraid I must not.
Ellida.
No, you ought to be careful. That weakness in your chest—you have not quite got over it yet.
Lyngstrand. No, not thoroughly.
Ellida.
[Somewhat hesitatingly.] How long is it now since you made that voyage?
Lyngstrand. When I got the lesion?
Ellida.
Yes, that voyage you were telling us about this morning.
Lyngstrand.
Oh well, it must be about—wait a bit—yes, it was just three years ago.
