ga alrdy? s, i didn't wa toanfurtr. was just asell. i met someone at the door. - that must've been mrs. sorby. - yes. i'd like to think you've seen her for the last time. - daddy. - well, what is it, hedvig? mrs.orby had something for me. - for you? - yes. it's something for tomorrow. bertha has always had some little thingor your birthday. what is it? you mustn'know what it is yet. moer has to bring it to me in bed first thing inhe morning. oh, all th secrecy and me being left in theark. you can see it if you like. it's a big letter. - oh, a letter too? - there's only the letter. i suppose the rest is to come later. but just imagine, a letter. i've never had a letter before. it says "miss" on the front, "miss hedvig ekd." that's me. may i see the letter? there, you see? oh, that's d mr. werle's writing. are you sure, almar? look yourself. oh, you didn't think i'd know, do you? hedvig, may i open the letter and read it? - yes, of course, if you want. - no. not tonight, hjaar. you know that it's meant for tomorrow. oh, please, let him r