[Mutters.] The beast!
Wangel.
[In painful embarrassment, to Ellida.] H’m——. Well, you see—I must tell you, my darling Ellida——
Ellida.
[Interrupting.] Come along, girls! Let us put my flowers in water, with the others.
[She goes up on to the verandah.
Boletta.
[Softly to Hilda.] She is really good after all, you see.
Hilda.
[Half aloud, looking angry.] Monkey-tricks! She’s only putting it on to please father.