Wangel.
Yes do, little girls. Soda-water and syrup. And perhaps a little cognac.
Boletta.
Cognac too?
Wangel.
Just a little. In case any one should care for it.
Boletta.
Very well. Hilda, will you take the hand-bag down to the surgery?
[Boletta goes into the garden-room and closes the door after her. Hilda takes the bag and, going through the garden, disappears behind the house to the left.
Arnholm.