[Going towards him.] Are you back again already? My dear, dear boy!
Oswald.
Yes. What can a fellow do out of doors in this eternal rain? But I hear dinner is ready. That’s capital!
Regina.
[With a parcel, from the dining-room.] A parcel has come for you, Mrs. Alving. [Hands it to her.
Mrs. Alving.
[With a glance at Mr. Manders.] No doubt copies of the ode for to-morrow’s ceremony.
Manders.
H’m——
Regina.