a letter from Arni, the tourist guide, who says he'll be here with
six tourists next Sunday.

STEINDOR. How are we going to accommodate all these people?

LADY MARGARET. Yes, it is true, every summer we have more and more
guests. But, what difference does it make--The rooms of Breidabol
are still large enough.

OLOF [to Steindor]. You can room with Ingolf for the present. [To
Hadda.] And I'll move in with you. Then we'll have an extra room.

THE SHERIFF. My, but will you really be here three weeks to-
morrow? It's so good to have both sisters at the same time. You
haven't been here together since you were tiny little tots--just
so high!

KRISTRUN. I would have been here last year, if I hadn't been sick.

THE SHERIFF. ... Well, let's not lose any more time, [Gets up]
Steindor, we are behind in our work. [They go out. Then all get
up. Ingolf goes over to the arm-chair near the window, and sits
down.]

LADY MARGARET [going out]. Will you clear the table, Olla dear.

HADDA PADDA [assists Olof]. Shall we all go for a walk now? It's a
glorious day!

OLOF [taking the coffee things into the dining-room]. Yes, I just