Hamar. Very well, then, I will go alone!
Signe. No, I will come.
Hamar (to VALBORG). Won't you come and welcome the bay horse too?
Valborg. No, but I will go and welcome my father!
Signe (looking back, as she goes). Yes, of course--father as well.
(She and HAMAR go out.)
(VALBORG goes to the farthest window and stands looking out of it.
Her dress is the same colour as the long curtain, and a piece of
statuary and some flowers conceal her from any one entering the
room. SANNAES comes in, carrying a small saddle-bag and a cloak,
which he puts down on a chair behind the door. As he turns round
he sees the bouquet on the door.)
Sannaes. There it is! Has she dropped it by accident, or did she
throw it down? Never mind--she has had it in her hands. (Picks it
up, kisses it, and is going to take it away.)
Valborg (coming forward). Leave it alone!
Sannaes (dropping the bouquet). You here, Miss Valborg--? I
didn't see you--
Valborg. But I can see what you are after. How dare you presume
to think of persecuting me with your flowers and your--your red
hands? (He puts his hands behind his back.) How dare you make
me a laughing-stock to every one in the house, and I suppose to
every one in the town?
Sannaes.
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