Yes, I mean, are they as—as proper and well-behaved as they are here? JOHAN. Well, at any rate, they are not so bad as people here think. Don’t be at all afraid of that. DINA. You don’t understand. What I want is just that they should _not_ be so very proper and moral. JOHAN. Indeed? What would you have them then? DINA. I would have them natural. JOHAN. Well, that is perhaps just what they are. DINA. Then that would be the place for me. JOHAN. Yes, I am sure it would; so you must come with us. DINA. No, I wouldn’t go with you; I should have to go alone. Oh, I should get on; I should soon be fit for something—— BERNICK. [_At the foot of the verandah steps with the two ladies._] Stay here, stay here; I’ll fetch it, my dear Betty. You might easily catch cold. [_Comes into the room and looks for his wife’s shawl._ MRS. BERNICK. [_From the garden._] You must come too, Johan; we are going down to the grotto. BERNICK. No, Johan must stay here just now. Here, Dina; take my wife’s shawl and go with them. Johan will stay here with me, my dear Betty. I want him to tell me a little about things in America. MRS. BERNICK. Very well; then come after us; you know where to find us. [MRS. BERNICK, LONA, _and_ DINA _go down through the garden to the left._ BERNICK. [_Looks out after them for a moment, goes and shuts the second door on the left, then goes up to_ JOHAN, _seizes both his hands, shakes them, and presses them warmly._] Johan, now we are alone; now you must give me leave to thank you. JOHAN. Oh, nonsense! BERNICK. My house and home, my domestic happiness, my whole position in society—all these I owe to you. JOHAN. Well, I am glad of it, my dear Karsten; so some good came of that foolish story after all. BERNICK. [_Shaking his hands again._] Thanks, thanks, all the same! Not one in ten thousand would have done what you did for me then. JOHAN. Oh, nonsense! Were we not both of us young and a bit reckless? One of us had to take the blame upon him—— BERNICK. Yes, and the guilty one was the obvious person. JOHAN.