ARNHOLM.
Boletta quite astonishes me—and Hilda too, for that matter.—But you yourself, my dear Doctor—do you intend to remain here for the rest of your days?
Wangel.
Oh yes, that's what it will come to, I suppose. I was born and bred here, you see. Here I lived very very happily with her who was so early taken from us—with her whom you knew when you were here before, Arnholm.
Arnholm.
Yes—yes.
Wangel.
And now I live here so happily with one who has come to me in her stead. I must say that, take it all in all, the fates have been kind to me.
Arnholm.
You have no children by your second marriage?
Wangel.
We had a little boy, two or two and a half years ago. But we did not keep him long. He died when he was four or five months old.
Arnholm.
Is your wife not at home to-day?
Wangel.
Oh yes, she'll be here very soon. She has gone to bathe. She never misses a day at this season; no matter what the weather may be.
