What a
lovely day it is.
HADDA PADDA. Veiga, dear, you promised to darn my lilac stockings
for me. I haven't any to wear to-morrow.
RANNVEIG [considering]. How about the yellow ones?
HADDA PADDA. Oh, Runa must have taken them; I couldn't find them.
RANNVEIG [gets up]. Well, I can't let you go barefooted. [Goes
out.]
INGOLF. You are shrewd, Hadda Padda!--Now, tell it to me.
HADDA PADDA. First, kiss me!
INGOLF [kisses her].
HADDA PADDA. Do you think you will miss me very much when you are
gone?
INGOLF. How can you ask?
RANNVEIG [enters from the back, with the stockings in her hand]. I
knew as much. I was right.--[Sees them embracing.]--I might have
saved myself the trouble of looking for the stockings. [Turns
round, and goes out.]
HADDA PADDA. Ingolf!
INGOLF. Yes--
HADDA PADDA. Now listen:--
THE JUDGE [enters from the back].
INGOLF [looks impatiently at his watch, and walks toward the door
on the right.]
THE JUDGE. Are you going out, Ingolf?
INGOLF. I'm just going up to my room. I have a letter to answer.
[Goes out.]
THE JUDGE. Well, my dear, to-morrow is the great day.
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