CECILIA. Oh, I'll be sick if I have to stay here longer!
MARIE. Well, it wouldn't be the first time.
LINDGREN. Scrap, girls, and I'll watch you! Fight till the fur flies—won't you?
THIRTEENTH SCENE
CECILIA. MARIE. LINDGREN. THURE and his WIFE enter.
LINDGREN. Well, well! Old friends! How are you?
THURE. All right.
LINDGREN. And the child?
THURE. The child?