Ellida.
A little past; and at eleven or half-past to-night the steamer will be here. Oh, if it only were over!
Wangel.
[Goes closer to her.] Dear Ellida, there is one thing I should like to ask you about.
Ellida.
What is it?
Wangel.
The night before last—up at the Prospect—you said that during the past three years you had often seen him bodily before you.
Ellida.
So I have. I assure you I have.