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.