Boletta.
Yes, he generally goes to see if there is any one he knows among the passengers; and there's a refreshment bar on board
Arnholm.
Ah! Come along then.
[He and Boletta go out to the left.
[Ellida stands awhile gazing into the pond. From time to time she talks softly and in broken phrases to herself.
Outside on the footpath, beyond the garden fence, a Stranger in travelling dress enters from the left. He has bushy, reddish hair and beard, wears a Scotch cap, and has a travelling-wallet slung across his shoulder by a strap.
The Stranger.
[Walks slowly along by the fence, and looks into the garden. When he sees Ellida he stops, looks intently and searchingly at her, and says softly:] Good evening, Ellida!
Ellida.
[Turns round and cries out.] Oh my dear—have you come at last!
The Stranger.
Yes, at last.
Ellida.
[Looks at him, astonished and apprehensive.] Who are you? Are you looking for some one here?
The Stranger.
You know I am.
