MOTHER. Long? What do you mean?
STRANGER (looking about him). I don't know what I mean. How is it with the mother?
MOTHER. She's just the same.
STRANGER. The same?
MOTHER. Don't you want to get back to your gold making?
STRANGER. I can't make head or tail of it! But there's still hope my worst dream was nothing but a dream.
MOTHER. You really look as if you were walking in your sleep.
STRANGER. Do I? Oh, I wish I were! The one thing I fear I'd fear no longer.
MOTHER. He who guides your destiny seems to know your weakest spots.
STRANGER. And when there was only one left, he found that too; happily for me only in a dream! Blind Powers! Powerless Ones!