Do you?
Arnholm.
Yes; I fancy it would be a good thing for every one if she were to get away a little now and then.
Boletta.
If she goes home to Skioldvik to-morrow, she will certainly never come back again.
Arnholm.
Why, my dear Boletta, what have you got into your head?
Boletta.
I am perfectly convinced of it. Just you wait! You shall see—she won’t return. Not while Hilda and I are at home, at any rate.
Arnholm.