Stranger. To-morrow night I will come again, and then I shall look for you here. You must wait for me here in the garden, for I prefer settling the matter with you alone. You understand?
Ellida (in low, trembling tone). Do you hear that, Wangel?
Wangel. Only keep calm. We shall know how to prevent this visit.
Stranger. Good-bye for the present, Ellida. So to-morrow night——
Ellida (imploringly). Oh, no, no! Do not come to-morrow night! Never come here again!
Stranger. And should you, then, have a mind to follow me over seas?
Ellida. Oh, don’t look at me like that!
Stranger. I only mean that you must then be ready to set out.
Wangel. Go up to the house, Ellida, etc.
And Ibsen depicts Wangel, not as a senile, debile old man, but in the prime of life and in full possession of all his faculties!