Lyngstrand.
Solemnly, Miss Boletta?
Boletta.
Solemnly. [Changing her tone.] Oh, but what is the use of all this? Nothing can ever come of it.
Lyngstrand.
How can you say that? It would be such a joy to me to know that you were at home here thinking of me.
Boletta.
Yes, but what more?
Lyngstrand.
Well, I am not quite certain about anything more
Boletta.
Nor I. So many things stand in the way; every possible thing stands in the way, it seems to me.
Lyngstrand.
Oh, some miracle or other might happen. A happy turn of fate—or something of that sort. For I am convinced that fortune is on my side.
Boletta.
[With animation.] Yes, that is right! Surely ou think so!
Lyngstrand.
Yes, I am perfectly convinced of it. And then—in a few years—when I come home again a famous sculptor, with plenty of money, and as well as possible
