KERSTI. No, he's asleep....
MATS. Hush—I heard him.
KERSTI. No, you didn't!
MATS. Yes, I did. [He rises.
KERSTI. [Placing herself in front of the cradle] Don't you wake him! If he should cry, somebody might hear.
MATS. Oh.... Do you think any one has—that your mother may have heard him? Oh, Kersti, we should never have done what we have!
KERSTI. Undone were better!
MATS. [Dejectedly] We must take him to the midwife to-night. I must go to the village.
KERSTI. I'll take him!
MATS. [Going to the cradle] Do!