Wangel. And what do you want with my wife? (Turning round.) Do you know him, Ellida?
Ellida (in a low voice and wringing her hands). Do I know him! Yes, yes, yes!
Wangel (quickly). Well!
Ellida. Why, it is he, Wangel!—he himself! He who you know!
Wangel. What! What is it you say? (Turning.) Are you the Johnston who once...
The Stranger. You may call me Johnston for aught I care! However, that's not my name.
Wangel. It is not?
The Stranger. It is—no longer. No!
Wangel. And what may you want with my wife? For I suppose you know the lighthouse-keeper's daughter has been married this long time, and whom she married, you of course also know.
The Stranger. I've known it over three years.