FALK.
Ah yes, when one has slumber'd over long,
The birds of memory refuse their song.
[Laying his hand on LIND's shoulder, with an
ironical look.
You, Lind, slept sound last night, I guarantee?
LIND.
And long. I went to bed in such depression,
And yet with such a fever in my brain,
I almost doubted if I could be sane.
FALK.
Ah yes, a sort of witchery, you see.
LIND.
Thank God I woke in perfect self-possession.
[During the foregoing scene STRAWMAN has been seen from time to time walking in the background in lively conversation with ANNA; MRS. STRAWMAN and the children follow. MISS JAY now appears also, and with her MRS. HALM and other ladies.
MISS JAY [before she enters].
Ah, Mr. Lind.
LIND [to FALK].
They're after me again!
Come, let us go.
MISS JAY.
Nay, nay, you must remain,
Let us make speedy end of the division
That has crept in between your love and you.
LIND.
Are we divided?
MISS JAY [pointing to ANNA, who is standing further
off in the garden].
Gather the decision
From yon red eyes. The foreign mission drew
Those tears.