Ah, you will see a boy then that has
washed himself.
Hilmar: Ugh!
Lona (opening the verandah door and window): I should say, when
he has washed himself, up at the hotel--for on the boat he got
piggishly dirty.
Hilmar: Ugh, ugh!
Lona: Ugh? Why, surely isn't that--? (Points at HILDAR and asks
the others): Is he still loafing about here saying "Ugh"?
Hilmar: I do not loaf; it is the state of my health that keeps me
here.
Rorlund: Ahem! Ladies, I do not think--
Lona (who has noticed OLAF): Is he yours, Betty? Give me a paw,
my boy! Or are you afraid of your ugly old aunt?
Rorlund (putting his book under his arm): Ladies, I do not think
any of us is in the mood for any more work today. I suppose we
are to meet again tomorrow?
Lona (while the others are getting up and taking their leave):
Yes, let us. I shall be on the spot.
Rorlund: You? Pardon me, Miss Hessel, but what do you propose to
do in our Society?
Lona: I will let some fresh air into it, Mr. Parson.
ACT II
SCENE.--The same room. MRS. BERNICK is sitting alone at the work-
table, sewing. BERNICK comes in from the right, wearing his hat
and gloves and carrying a stick.
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