SIGGA [To Olof]. Mother, when may we go berry-picking with Hadda Padda?
HADDA PADDA [smiles at the children]. We'll go next Sunday.
OLOF. Now go out and play! It's such lovely weather!
STEINDOR. And you may build your little play-house, but not in the part that isn't mowed.
SKULI. Come along, children!
DODDI. Come along! [The children go out.]
HADDA PADDA. I had a letter from my friend Helga to-day. She writes she is coming to see me for the week-end.
THE SHERIFF. We expect quite a few people over the week-end. I had a letter from Arni, the tourist guide, who says he'll be here with six tourists next Sunday.
STEINDOR. How are we going to accommodate all these people?
LADY MARGARET. Yes, it is true, every summer we have more and more guests. But, what difference does it make—The rooms of Breidabol are still large enough.