ERIC. I don't know what has happened, but this moment has made me despise you. The same city can't hold you and me. Your eyes defile me, and your whole being stinks. I shall leave you, and I don't want to see you face to face again.—It is as if an angel had come to take me away from the habitations of the damned. I despise my whole past, as I despise you and myself.
[He goes out in the same direction as KARIN went before.
JORGHEN. Seems to be serious this time. But I guess you'll come back. [He raps on the table.
AGDA appears.
JORGHEN. Do you know Karin, the flower girl?
AGDA. Yes, I do.
JORGHEN. What kind of a piece is she?
AGDA. A nice and decent girl, of whom I have never heard anything bad.
JORGHEN. Can you see anything beautiful about her?
AGDA. No, but she is rather pretty, and there is like a halo of sweetness about her.