Let us go—I wish to go—
[She goes towards the stairs; KARL follows her, goes up side stairs, meeting her at the top as she passes OLGA.
OLGA
Oh! you are not in the ball-room.
ELSA, saucily
Can't you see?
OLGA
You'd better hurry, dear.
ELSA
I hate dancing, but I shan't miss one single dance tonight, just to spite some people. I shall dance to the last step.