Svava. Oh, please—!
Alfred. Good-bye—good-bye! But I shall see you again some day? I shall see you again? (Turns to go, but stops at the door.) I must have a sign—something definite to take with me! Stretch out a hand to me! (At these words SVAVA turns to him and stretches out both her hands to him. He goes out. MRS. RIIS comes in from her room.)
Mrs. Riis. Did you promise him anything?
Svava. I think so. (Throws herself into her mother's arms.)