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Wangel.
To-morrow Ellida is going to Skioldvik—for a time.
Boletta.
Going away?
Arnholm.
That is very wise, Mrs. Wangel.
Wangel.
Ellida wants to go home again; home to the sea.
Hilda.
[With a little rush towards Ellida.] Are you going away? Going away from us!
Ellida.
[Startled.] Why, Hilda! What is the matter with you?
Hilda.
[Restraining herself.] Oh, nothing at all. [In a low tone, turning from her.] Go by all means!
Boletta.
[Anxiously.] Father, I can see—you are going away too—to Skioldvik!
Wangel.
No, certainly not! I shall perhaps run out now and then
Boletta.
And home again?
Wangel.
Yes, home
