Valborg. But surely you won't go without setting right something that I am going to beg you to?
Sannas. What is that, Miss Valborg?
Valborg. Something that happened a long time ago.
Sannaes. If it is in my power, I will do what you ask.
Valborg. It is.—Ever since that day you have never offered to shake hands with me.
Sannaes. Have you really noticed that? (A pause.)
Valborg (with a smile, turning away). Will you do so now?
Sannaes (stepping nearer to her). Is this more than a mere whim?
Valborg (concealing her emotion). How can you ask such a question now?
Sannaes. Because all this time you have never once asked me to shake hands with you.