Ah—here one can sit and sun oneself like a cat.
[Lays her hand softly on HILDA'S neck.] It is nice of you to be willing to sit with me. I thought you wanted to go in to my husband.
What should I want with him?
To help him, I thought.
No, thank you. And besides, he is not in. He is over there with his workmen. But he looked so fierce that I did not dare to talk to him.
He is so kind and gentle in reality.
He!
You do not really know him yet, Miss Wangel.
[Looks affectionately at her.] Are you pleased at the thought of moving over to the new house?
I ought to be pleased; for it is what Halvard wants—