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believe it is that which makes everybody so kind and friendly and helpful to me.

Hilda.

Yes; and of course it's not a bit serious.

Lyngstrand.

No, not serious in the least. I could see quite well that your father thought so too.

Hilda.

And it will pass off as soon as you go abroad?

Lyngstrand.

Yes; it will pass off.

Boletta.

[With flowers in her hand.] Look at these, Mr. Lyngstrand—here is one for your button-hole.

Lyngstrand.

Oh, a thousand thanks, Miss Wangel! You are really too kind.

Hilda.

[Looking down the hill to the right.] Here they are, coming up the path.

Boletta.

[Also looking down.] I hope they know where to turn off. No, they are going the wrong way.

Lyngstrand.

[Rises.] I'll run down to the turning and call out to them.