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Mrs. Bernick.
Think what a frightful scandal it would be! Ah, Johan, are you still here?
Lona.
Out with you, boy; don't hang about indoors in the stuffy rooms; go down the garden and talk to Dina.
Johan.
Just what I was thinking of doing.
Mrs. Bernick.
But
Lona.
Listen, Johan; have you ever really looked at Dina?
Johan.
Yes; I should think I had.
Lona.
Well, you should look at her to some purpose. She's the very thing for you.
Mrs. Bernick.
But, Lona!
Johan.
The thing for me?
Lona.
Yes, to look at, I mean. Now go!
Johan.
Yes, yes; I don't need any driving.
[He goes down the garden.
Mrs. Bernick.
Lona, you amaze me. You cannot possibly be in earnest.
