I think you had better have him.

Hilda.

No, I’m bothered if I would. He hasn’t a rap. He hasn’t enough to live upon himself.

Boletta.

Why are you always so much taken up with him then?

Hilda.

Oh, that’s only on account of his “lesion.”

Boletta.

I have never noticed that you pity him a bit.

Hilda.