INGOLF. She just pulled,—now I'll be quick about it. (Starts pulling.)
STEINDOR (after a while). It looks as if she were sleeping on the rope.
INGOLF. What?
STEINDOR. Her body is relaxed... Should I call to her?
INGOLF. No, don't disturb her. I know the pleasure of cleaving the air with closed eyes.
STEINDOR. Now she starts... now she seems to be at rest again. She is crouching like one who is cold in bed.
INGOLF. Tell me when we reach the ledge.
STEINDOR. There isn't much left now. Aren't you tired pulling?
INGOLF. Not very.
STEINDOR (smiling). You will show your sweetheart how strong you are.