Wangel.
Yes, home——
Boletta.
——now and then, I suppose!
Wangel.
My dear child, it must be so. [He walks away.
Arnholm.
[Whispers.] I have something to say to you by-and-by, Boletta.
[He goes over to Wangel. They converse in a low tone by the door.
Ellida.