Ellida.
Yes, sickly. And I believe it makes one sickly too.
Wangel.
[Smiling.] A nice testimonial for a sea-bathing place.
Arnholm.
I should rather say that you, Mrs. Wangel, stand in a peculiar relation to the sea and all that belongs to it.
Ellida.
Well, you may be right. I almost think so myself. But do you see how the girls have been decorating the place in your honour?
Wangel.
[Embarrassed.] H’m. [Looks at his watch.] I’m afraid I must be going——