I see you.
Ulr.Where?
Ida.In sleep—I see him lie
Pale, bleeding, and a man with a raised knife
Beside him.
Ulr.But you do not see his face?
Ida (looking at him). No! Oh, my God! do you?
Ulr.Why do you ask?
Ida. Because you look as if you saw a murderer!
Ulr. (agitatedly). Ida, this is mere childishness; your weakness200