LADY KIRSTEN. [Aside.] Ingeborg and Hemming gone, and his horse likewise; were I in his place I should know what to think.
LADY KIRSTEN. [Aloud.] Now let us divide and go about in small groups; he who first gets his eye on Alfhild shall blow the trumpet or horn; let the rest listen and follow the sound till we are assembled again.
[They go out at different sides.]
ARNE. [Who alone has remained.] And I, who am not acquainted here,—how am I to find my way.
ARNE. [Calls.] Hemming! Hemming!
[Stops.]
ARNE. I forgot,—he is—
ARNE. [Shaking his head.] Hm! It was a shameful trick he played.
[He goes out to the right.]