Lona: Yes, to be his wife. That is how these two strike your virtuous community in the face, just as I did once--but never mind that.
Bernick: Gone--and she too--in the "Indian Girl"--
Lona: No; he would not trust so precious a freight to that rascally crew. Johan and Dina are on the "Palm Tree."
Bernick: Ah! Then it is all in vain-- (Goes hurriedly to the door of his room, opens it and calls in.) Krap, stop the "Indian Girl"--she must not sail tonight!
Krap (from within): The "Indian Girl" is already standing out to sea, Mr. Bernick.
Bernick (shutting the door and speaking faintly): Too late--and all to no purpose--
Lona: What do you mean?
Bernick: Nothing, nothing. Leave me alone!
Lona: Hm!--look here, Karsten. Johan was good enough to say that he entrusted to me the good name and reputation that he once lent to you, and also the good name that you stole from him while he was away. Johan will hold his tongue; and I can act just as I please in the matter. See, I have two letters in my hand.
Bernick: You have got them! And you mean now--this very evening-perhaps when the procession comes--