Mrs. Bernick (coming in after him): Hilmar, is it possible?
Hilmar: Yes, unfortunately, it is quite true. Lona was even so
wanting in tact as to call after me, but of course I appeared not
to have heard her.
Bernick: And no doubt all this has not been unnoticed.
Hilmar: You may well say that. People stood still and looked at
them. It spread like wildfire through the town--just like a
prairie fire out West. In every house people were at the windows
waiting for the procession to pass, cheek by jowl behind the
curtains--ugh! Oh, you must excuse me, Betty, for saying "ugh"--
this has got on my nerves. If it is going on, I shall be forced
to think about getting right away from here.
Mrs. Bernick: But you should have spoken to him and represented
to him that--
Hilmar: In the open street? No, excuse me, I could not do that.
To think that the fellow should dare to show himself in the town
at all! Well, we shall see if the Press doesn't put a stopper on
him; yes--forgive me, Betty, but--
Bernick: The Press, do you say? Have you heard a hint of anything
of the sort?
Hilmar: There are such things flying about.
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