Paul. Yes. My trunks, books, all of my things are to be taken over to the garden-house. Understand?
Lene (astonished). To the garden-house?
Paul. Yes, to the pavilion. Put the rooms in proper order. Don't forget to make a fire. I suppose there's a bed there for the night?
Aunt Clara. Everything, my boy. Only it will have to be put to rights, because no one has put up there this many a day.
Lene. Are the madam's things also to be ...?
Paul. No they are not! They are to stay here!
[Aunt Clara shakes her head and turns away.]
Lene. Shall I do so immediately ...?
Paul. Is madam still asleep?
Lene. I think so.