Leonarda. You two won't disappoint one another. I can see that.
Aagot. It is wonderfully sweet of you, aunt!
Leonarda. Yes, love one another! Bring some beauty, some warmth, some colour into this cold house!
Aagot. Oh, aunt—!
Leonarda. Have you kissed her yet? (AAGOT moves a little away from HAGBART.) Go on! (They embrace.)
Aagot (running from him to LEONARDA). But, dearest aunt, are you crying?
Leonarda. Don't bother about me!—Have you told your uncle, the bishop, about it?
Hagbart. Not yet.
Leonarda. You haven't?—Well, you have the worst of it before you yet, I am afraid.
Hagbart. No; now that I have got as far as this, nothing shall stand in my way!