Leonarda. Aagot loves him. And—as they both love me—my idea was that when I am gone, and they know that it was my wish, the love they both have for me may bring them together again. I hope so—they are both so young.
Bishop. I will do all I can.
Leonarda. Thank you. And I want to make bold to beg you to let grandmother go and live in the country with Aagot—or let Aagot come and live here, whichever they prefer. It would divert Aagot's mind if she had the care of grandmother; and she is very fond of her.
Bishop. And grandmother of her.
Leonarda. And wherever the grandmother is, Hagbart will be too. Very likely the old lady would help them.
Bishop. I think your idea is an excellent one; and I am amazed that you have had time and strength to think it all out in this manner.
Leonarda. Is grandmother still up?
Bishop. Yes; I have just come from her room. Hagbart has excited her; she can stand so little.
Leonarda. Then I expect I had better not go and bid her good-bye. I should have liked to, otherwise.
Bishop. I don't think I ought to allow it.