Mr. Rosmer, do you see who is here?
Johannes Rosmer.
Madam Helseth told me.
[Rector Kroll has risen.
Rosmer.
[Gently and softly, pressing his hands.] Welcome back to this house, my dear Kroll. [Lays his hands on Kroll’s shoulders and looks into his eyes.] My dear old friend! I knew that sooner or later things would come all right between us.
Kroll.
Why, my dear fellow—do you mean to say you too have been so foolish as to fancy there was anything wrong?
Rebecca.
[To Rosmer.] Yes, only think,—it was nothing but fancy after all!