Manders.
Good-morning, Miss Engstrand.
Regina.
[Turning round, surprised and pleased.] No, really! Good-morning, Pastor Manders. Is the steamer in already?
Manders.
It is just in. [Enters the sitting-room.] Terrible weather we have been having lately.
Regina.
[Follows him.] It’s such blessëd weather for the country, sir.
Manders.
No doubt; you are quite right. We townspeople give too little thought to that.