Martha: Ah, one can part from much, Dina. (Kisses her.) But I
hope you may never experience that, my sweet child. Promise me to
make him happy.
Dina: I will promise nothing; I hate promises; things must happen
as they will.
Martha: Yes, yes, that is true; only remain what you are--true
and faithful to yourself.
Dina: I will, aunt.
Lona (putting into her pocket some papers that JOHAN has given
her): Splendid, splendid, my dear boy. But now you must be off.
Johan: Yes, we have no time to waste now. Goodbye, Lona, and
thank you for all your love. Goodbye, Martha, and thank you,
too, for your loyal friendship.
Martha: Goodbye, Johan! Goodbye, Dina! And may you be happy all
your lives! (She and LONA hurry them to the door at the back.
JOHAN and DINA go quickly down the steps and through the garden.
LONA shuts the door and draws the curtains over it.)
Lona: Now we are alone, Martha. You have lost her and I him.
Martha: You--lost him?
Lona: Oh, I had already half lost him over there. The boy was
longing to stand on his own feet; that was why I pretended to be
suffering from homesickness.
Martha: So that was it? Ah, then I understand why you came.
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