Aagot. Yours? Your life over? Oh, you pain me by saying such a thing.
Leonarda. I am very happy—very happy about all this! Believe me that is so. But you know—
Aagot. I know how tremendously and incomprehensibly you have changed!
Leonarda. Go, my child—and bring him back!
Aagot. How delicious that sounds! Bring him back! (Gets up, then stops.) Thank you, my dear, sweet, darling aunt! (She runs out. LEONARDA falls into a chair by the table and buries her head in her hands. AAGOT'S voice is heard without: "Yes, come along!" and HAGBART'S, answering: "Is it true?")
Aagot (coming in with HAGBART). Come along! (LEONARDA gets up, dries her eyes, and meets them with a smile.) Aunt, here he is!
Hagbart. Mrs. Falk!
Leonarda. Forgive me!
Hagbart. What?—No, you must forgive me! I haven t been able to ask you to! I—
Aagot. We can talk about that another time! Let aunt look at you now!