Oh, I have been very careful about the bait. My fish rose to it at once.
Dr. Wangel.
Well, well, I must go back to the surgery. Good-bye, Ellida; and, mind, no brooding about the sea!
[Exit.
Mrs. Wangel.
[Ecstatically.] Oh, the sea, the sea!
Hilda.
Yes, you’ll be on it soon. Won’t it be thrilling? I really think you ought to start at once.
Mrs. Wangel.
[Helplessly.] I suppose I ought to pack a few things first?