Yes, I almost think I am a little tired. I really believe I must sit down a bit.
[He seats himself on a stone, in front to the right.
Hilda.
[Stands before him.] Do you know that there’s to be dancing presently, down by the band-stand?
Lyngstrand.
Yes, I heard something of it.
Hilda.
I suppose you are very fond of dancing!
Boletta.
[Who is wandering about picking small flowers among the heather.] Oh, Hilda—let Mr. Lyngstrand get his breath.