Yes, with pleasure.
Ellida.
Tell him that he really must come at once; for now I cannot see him——
Arnholm.
Not see him——?
Ellida.
Oh, you don’t understand me. When he is not present, I often can’t remember what he looks like; and then it seems as though I had lost him utterly.—It’s so terribly painful. Do go!
[She wanders over in the direction of the pond.
Boletta.
[To Arnholm.] I will go with you; you don’t know——