Wangel.
Wedded?
Ellida.
Yes, so he said. And then he flung the large ring and the two small ones as far as ever he could into the deep water.
Wangel. And you, Ellida? Did you agree to that?
Ellida.
Yes, would you believe it, I thought at the time that it was all as it should be.—But, thank heaven, then he went away!
Wangel. And when once he was away?
Ellida.
Oh, you may be sure I soon came to my senses again. I saw how utterly stupid and meaningless the whole thing had been.
Wangel.
But you said something about letters. Did you hear from him afterwards?
Ellida.
Yes, I heard from him. First, I got a line or two from Archangel. He said nothing but that he was going over to America; and he told me where to address an answer.
Wangel. Did you write?
Ellida. Immediately. I said, of course, that all must be
