The Chamberlain.
Good-morning, child! Are you looking for your husband?
Selma.
Yes, he said he was coming here. Mr. Monsen called upon him early this morning, and then——
The Chamberlain.
Monsen? Does Monsen come to your house?
Selma.
Now and then; generally on business. Why, my dear Thora, what’s the matter? Have you been crying?
Thora.
Oh, it’s nothing.