Leonarda. I took the liberty of asking him to call for me here when the boat was signalled. Bishop. Ask the General to come in. (Exit Maid.) Then it is General Rosen that is to--. (Checks himself.) Leonarda (searching in her bag).--that is to accompany me? He is my husband. Bishop. The husband you divorced. Leonarda. Yes. Bishop. I see I have done you a great injustice, Mrs. Falk. Leonarda. Yes. (GENERAL ROSEN comes in, dressed in a smart travelling suit and looking very spruce.) General Rosen. I beg your lordship's pardon--but, time is up.--Mrs. Falk, is this yours? (Gives her a letter.) Leonarda. Yes.--When Aagot comes, will your lordship give her this?--and help her? Bishop. I will, Mrs. Falk. God bless you! [Enter Maid.] Maid. Mr. Hagbart has just come in. Leonarda. Good-bye!--Say good-bye to-- Bishop (taking her hand). What you are doing is more than any one of us could have done. Leonarda. It all depends on how deeply one loves.--Thank you, and good-bye! Bishop. Good-bye! (GENERAL ROSEN offers LEONARDA his arm. She takes it, and they go out. The BISHOP follows them. HAGBART comes in from the right, looks round in astonishment, then goes towards the back of the room and meets the BISHOP in the doorway.) Bishop. Is that you? (Both come forward without speaking.) Hagbart (in a low voice, but evidently under the influence of great emotion). I can tell by your voice--and your face--that you know about it. Bishop. You mean that you think I have had a talk with grandmother? Hagbart. Yes. Bishop. Well, I have. She told me nothing definite, but I see how things stand. I saw that sooner than you did yourself, you know. Hagbart. That is true. The fight is over now, as far as I am concerned. Bishop. Scarcely that, Hagbart. Hagbart. Oh, you won't admit it, I know. But I call it the most decisive victory of my life. I love Mrs. Falk--and she loves me. Bishop. If you were not in such an excited condition-- Hagbart. It is not excitement, it is happiness. But here, with you--oh, I have not come to ask for your blessing; we must do without that! But I have come to tell you the fact, because it was my duty to do so.--Does it grieve you so much? Bishop. Yes. Hagbart. Uncle, I feel hurt at that. Bishop. My boy--! Hagbart. I feel hurt both on her account and on my own. It shows that you know neither of us. Bishop. Let us sit down and talk quietly, Hagbart. Hagbart. I must ask you to make no attempt to persuade me to alter my decision. Bishop. Make your mind easy on that score. Your feelings do you honour--and I know now that she is worthy of them. Hagbart. What--do you say that? (They sit down.) Bishop. My dear Hagbart, let me tell you this at once. I have gone through an experience, too, since the last time we met. And it has taught me that I had no right to treat Mrs. Falk as I did. Hagbart. Is it possible?