ALL. Yes, yes!
ALFHILD. [Bursting into tears.] O, to be mocked,—mocked so terribly in my last hour!
LADY KIRSTEN. Well then, Alfhild! This custom you shall have the benefit of. If the most humble man in my company comes forth and declares himself willing to marry you, then are you free.
LADY KIRSTEN. [Looks about.] Is there no one who applies?
[All are silent.]
LADY KIRSTEN. Give her the silver crown; that shall go in the bargain; perhaps, Alfhild, you will then rise in value!
[The crown is placed on ALFHILD's head.]
LADY KIRSTEN. For the second time I ask,—is any one willing to save her?
[She looks about. All are silent.]
LADY KIRSTEN. Now for it; I am afraid your moments are numbered. Hear me well, you servants up there! Should no one answer my third call, then do you watch for a sign from me and cast her into the lake! Use now your arts, Alfhild! See if you can conjure yourself free from death.