[LADY KIRSTEN and HEMMING enter from the left.]
HEMMING. Here he was;—why—now he is gone!
LADY KIRSTEN. And he said he was waiting for the bride who was to come?
HEMMING. Yes, but whom he had in mind I could not quite make out; for his speech was strangely incoherent. Ingeborg he did not mean,—that is certain.
LADY KIRSTEN. Say nothing, good Hemming! say nothing of what he just said! You did well to let me alone know he was here. You shall be richly rewarded for this, but first we must find him again—
HEMMING. [As he looks out to the right.] See,—see there, in the moonlight, on the hill near the river,—yes, surely I think—
LADY KIRSTEN. Hush, hush, it is Olaf!
HEMMING. There are two; a woman is with him—
LADY KIRSTEN. Heavenly saints!
HEMMING. He is pointing out the village as if—there they go!