ng up his hat in the hall_). Many thanks. (_Wipes his boots._) May I come in? (_Comes in, puts down his stick, sits down, and looks about him._) And how do you and ROSMER get on together, eh?
_Reb._ Ever since your sister, BEATA, went mad and jumped into the mill-race, we have been as happy as two little birds together. (_After a pause, sitting down in arm-chair._) So you don't really mind my living here all alone with ROSMER? We were afraid you might, perhaps.
Kroll. Why, how on earth--on the contrary, I shouldn't object at all if you--(_looks at her meaningly_)--h'm!
_Reb._ (_interrupting, gravely_). For shame, Rector; how can you make such jokes!
Kroll (_as if surprised_). Jokes? We do not joke in these parts--but here is ROSMER.
[Illustration: "Taking off his gloves meaningly."]
[_Enter ROSMER, gently and softly._
Rosmer. So, my dear old friend, you have come again, after a year's absence. (_Sits down._) We almost thought that--