Arnholm. Do you know what, Bolette? We two must talk these
matters over more carefully.

Bolette. Oh! That won't be much use. I suppose I was created to
stay here in the carp pond.

Arnholm. Not a bit of it. It depends entirely upon yourself.

Bolette (quickly). Do you think so?

Arnholm. Yes, believe me, it lies wholly and solely in your own
hands.

Bolette. If only that were true! Will you perhaps put in a good
word for me with father?

Arnholm. Certainly. But first of all I must speak frankly and
freely with you yourself, dear.

Bolette (looks out to the left). Hush! don't let them notice
anything. We'll speak of this later.

(ELLIDA enters from the left. She has no hat on, but a large
shawl is thrown over her head and shoulders.)

Ellida (with restless animation). How pleasant it is here! How
delightful it is here!

Arnholm (rising). Have you been for a walk?