Nordan. You can. There are things to take into consideration. Ask for time to think it all over!
Svava. Ah!—mother has been writing to you!
Nordan. And if she has? Your mother knows what depends upon it.
Svava. What depends upon it? Why do you speak so mysteriously, as if we were not on secure ground? Aren't we? Father talks about giving up this place. Why?
Nordan. I suppose he thinks it will be necessary.
Svava. Father? On grounds of economy?
Nordan. Not in the least! No, but all the gossips in the place will be at you. What you propose to do is a regular challenge, you know.
Svava. Oh, we can stand criticism! Father has some queer principles, you know; but his own life—. Surely no one has any doubt about that?
Nordan. Listen to me, my child. You cannot prevent people inventing things. So be careful!
Svava. What do you mean?