[Gently disengaging himself.] Come! Come with me!
Lyngstrand and Hilda, both with fishing-tackle, appear from the right beside the pond.
Lyngstrand.
[Goes rapidly towards Ellida.] Oh, what do you think, Mrs. Wangel—I have something wonderful to tell you!
Wangel.
What is it?
Lyngstrand.
Just fancy—we have seen the American!
Wangel.
The American?