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Ellida.
And our two children, Wangel
Wangel.
Ours you call them!
Ellida.
They are not mine yet—but I shall win them.
Wangel.
Ours
! [Kisses her hands joyfully and quickly.] Oh, I thank you for that word more than I can tell.Hilda, Ballested, Lyngstrand, Arnholm, and Boletta come from the left into the garden. At the same time a number of young townspeople and summer visitors pass along the footpath.
Hilda.
[Half aloud, to Lyngstrand.] Just look,—don't she and father look like an engaged couple!
Ballested.
[Who has overheard.] It is summer time, little miss.
Arnholm.
[Looks towards Wangel and Ellida.] The English steamer is under way.
Boletta.
[Goes to the fence.] You can see her best from here.
Lyngstrand.
The last trip of the season.