'It was you that sat out in the summer-house,' he answered. 'Oh
yes, it's always me,' said she. 'Never you by any chance!' 'As for my
running after Elisabet,' said the Captain, 'it was solely and simply in
the hopes of getting you back. You'd drifted away from me, and I wanted
you.' Fruen sat thinking over that for a minute, then she sprang up and
threw her arms around him and said: 'Oh, then you cared for me all the
time! And I thought it was all over. You'd drifted away from me, too; it
was years since. And it all seemed so hopeless. I never thought--I never
knew.... And then it was me you cared for all the time! Oh, my dear, then
it's all come right again.' 'Sit down,' said he. 'You seem to forget that
something else has happened since.' 'Something else?' 'There you are,
you've forgotten all about it. May I ask you, are you sorry enough for
what's happened since?' At that Fruen turned hard again and said: 'Oh, you
mean about Hugo? That's done and can't be altered.' 'That doesn't answer
the question.
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