Christine. Are they looking for the conspirators?
Windrank. What a question! Now I'm going to clear out. Good-bye!
Christine. Tell me before you go—
Windrank. Haven't time!
Christine. Is Master Olof one of them?
Windrank. Of course! (Christine sinks down unconscious on one of the graves. Windrank is suddenly sobered and genuinely moved.) Good Lord in heaven, it must be his wife! (He goes to Christine.) I think I've killed her! Oh, Hans, Hans, all you can do now is to get a rope for yourself! What business did you have to get mixed up with the high and mighty?—Come here, somebody, and help a poor woman!
[Enter Olof, led by soldiers carrying torches as he catches sight of Christine, he tears himself loose and throws himself on his knees beside her.]
Olof. Christine!
Christine. Olof! You're alive! Come away from here and let us go home!
Olof (overwhelmed). It's too late!