Mrs. Riis. When she had had her breakfast this morning and gone out, I sent it after her. And now, my dear friend, I want to beg you to go and have a talk with her—then you can let me know when I may go to her. Because I am frightened! (Hides her face in her hands.)
Nordan. The moment you came I saw something serious had happened. You argued so vehemently, too. Well, matters have developed, and no mistake!
Mrs. Riis. You mustn't go away, doctor! Don't go away from her now!
Nordan. Oh, that is it, is it?—Thomas!
[Enter THOMAS.]
Thomas. Yes, sir.
Nordan. You need not pack my things.
Thomas. Not pack, sir?—Very good, sir. (Gives the doctor his stick and goes to open the house door for them.)
Nordan. Allow me, Mrs. Riis. (Offers her his arm.)
Alfred (coming forward). Mrs. Riis! May I speak to her?