MRS. HALM.
Then Strawman had a call to north.
MISS JAY.
And there
Vowed, in a letter that I saw (as few did),
He lived but for his duty, and for her.
FALK [as if completing her statement].
And with those words his Life's Romance concluded.
MRS. HALM [rising].
How if we should go out upon the lawn,
And see if there's no prospect of them yet?
MISS JAY [drawing on her mantle].
It's cool already.
MRS. HALM.
Svanhild, will you get
My woollen shawl?—Come ladies, pray!
LIND [to ANNA, unobserved by the others].
Go on!
[SVANHILD goes into the house; the others, except
FALK, go towards the back and out to the left.
LIND, who has followed, stops and returns.
LIND.
My friend!
FALK.
Ah, ditto.