Enter Rudolf and Madalena from house.
RUD.—Not here!
CHILD—(running to Madalena.) See, mother, see what the strange woman gave me. (showing wreath.)
MAD.—(not noticing child) Where is she?
CHILD.—She has gone away (running to Rudolf with wreath.) See, father.
RUD.—(taking wreath.) A rose-wreath. Great heaven, Madalena, it must have been Leah; it is my wreath. Leah!
MAD.—It was she!
RUD.—Yes, it was Leah. By this token we are reconciled. (Leah moans.) Ha, what sound is that?
MAD.—(going to the prostrate figure.) Quick, Rudolf! It is she. (they run to her, raise her up, and bear her to front.)
LEAH.—(feebly.) I tried to go, but my strength forsook me. I shall, at least, then, die here!