Leonarda. But if it concerns Aagot, and she is not here?
Hagbart. The part of it that concerns Aagot is soon said. She was perfectly right—only I did not know it at the time.
Leonarda. Good God!
Hagbart. I do not love Aagot.
Leonarda. But if Aagot loves you?
Hagbart. She has showed me lately that she does not. Did she not tell you so, plainly?
Leonarda. She was—how shall I put it?—too excited for me to attach much importance to what she said.
Hagbart. Then she did tell you so. I thought she had—indeed I was sure of it. Aagot does not love me, but she loves you. She wants you to be happy.
Leonarda. If you do not love Aagot, it seems to me you ought not to have come here.
Hagbart. Perhaps you are right. But I am not the same man as I was when I used to come here before; nor do I come for the same reason.