[Thunder and lightning.]
OLAF. Ah, it is rumored in heaven that Olaf Liljekrans is celebrating his wedding!
[Rushes out to the right.]
ARNE. Christ save me! his reason is gone!
LADY KIRSTEN. Ah, have no fear; it will soon pass,—I know him.
[Draws ARNE aside with her.]
ARNE. [Gently threatening HEMMING in passing.] O, Hemming, Hemming! You are a sly dog!
[The GUESTS go quietly and gloomily out to the right; the SERVANTS to the left.]
INGEBORG. [Detains HEMMING.] Hemming! I will not go to church with Olaf Liljekrans!
HEMMING. Alas, what will prevent it?