President of the Musical Society, if you prefer it. We give a concert up at the Prospect this evening. Good-bye, good-bye.
[He goes with his painting materials through the garden gate, and then out to the left.
Hilda comes out with the stool. Boletta brings more flowers. Lyngstrand bows to Hilda from the garden.
Hilda.
[By the balustrade, without returning the bow.] Boletta said you had ventured in to-day.
Lyngstrand.
Yes, I took the liberty of coming into the garden.
Hilda.
Have you been out for your morning walk?
Lyngstrand.