BRITA. You ought to look at yourself, as you won't let anybody else see you.
KERSTI. What do you mean?
BRITA. Hard to tell, isn't it?—Nice hair you've got. Can I have it, if it should come off?
KERSTI. No, you can't!
MOTHER. What would you do with it?
BRITA. Watch-chain for Mats.
MOTHER. [To her daughter] Won't you let Mats have it?
KERSTI. No, I won't!
BRITA. [Taking from her skirt-bag the same piece of work on which she was employed in the previous scene] I'll never be able to match the colour.
KERSTI. You can have it when I am dead.