Ellida.
Good! Do you call it a good thing?
Wangel.
Yes; its coming—may be your salvation.
Ellida.
[Seats herself on the sofa.] Wangel—come here and sit by me. I must tell you all my thoughts.
Wangel.
Yes do, dear Ellida.
[He seats himself on a chair at the other side of the table.
Ellida.