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The Stranger.

Yes, it was I.

Wangel.

And what do you want with my wife? [Turns.] Do you know him, Ellida?

Ellida.

[Softly, wringing her hands.] Do I know him? Yes, yes, yes!

Wangel.

[Hastily.] Well?

Ellida.

Oh, it is he, Wangel! It is he himself! He,—you know——!

Wangel.

What? What do you say? [Turns.] Are you the man Johnston, who was——?

The Stranger.

Well—you can call me Johnston if you like. It is not my name though.

Wangel.

Is it not?

The Stranger.

Not now, it isn't.

Wangel.

And what can you want with my wife? For of course you know that the lighthouse keeper's daughter has been married for years. And you must know, too, who her husband is.

The Stranger.

I have known that for more than three years.