ARNE. Will you be silent, I say!
ARNE. [To the Guests.] Now quick, my good men! Spread out and search for him on every ridge and in every hillock! Away! Quite so! Tomorrow we drink to the wedding!
[The Guests and LADY KIRSTEN's People go out in different groups to the right and the left.]
ARNE. [Softly, to LADY KIRSTEN.] We must find him! It would cause me eternal shame if the wedding—
LADY KIRSTEN. Come, then, come!
INGEBORG. [Softly, to HEMMING, who stands downcast.] Why do you not go with the rest? Better it were that you brought me again my betrothed than stand here thus and bless me for words I really don't mean.
ARNE. [At the exit.] Come, come!
INGEBORG. [To HEMMING, who starts to go.] Wait, Hemming! Fasten my shoe buckle!
[LADY KIRSTEN and ARNE go out to the left.]