Lona.
——and win too, boy. But now, on board.
Johan.
Yes, on board! Ah, Lona, my dear, a word with you; come here——
[He leads her up towards the back and talks rapidly to her.
Martha.
Dina—happy girl! Let me look at you and kiss you once more—for the last time.
Dina.
Not the last time; no, my dear, dear aunt—we shall meet again.
Martha.