Christensen. Oh, come, come! That won't do at all! Your chain of reasoning isn't sound!
Mrs. Christensen. How?
Christensen. It is not. Because in the first place it was not Miss Riis that fell, but your precious son. And in the second place his fall was not a consequence of Miss Riis's pride, because of course it happened many years before Miss Riis showed any of her pride. So that if you knew that his fall would happen as a consequence of Miss Riis's pride, you knew something that you certainly did not know.
Mrs. Christensen. Oh, you are making fun of me!
Christensen. I ought to be at a committee meeting punctually at one.—May I ask what has become of your daughter?
Riis. Indeed I am really beginning to wonder—(During the foregoing, NORDAN has remained in the background, sometimes in the room and sometimes outside in the park. MARGIT now goes fast the window outside, and NORDAN is heard speaking to her.)
Nordan. Have you only just found her?
Margit. No, sir—I have been down once already to take Miss Riis her hat, gloves and parasol.
Nordan. Is she going out?
Margit. I don't know, sir. (Goes out.)