Rings, and goes on speaking while shifting about her papers.
Hereafter I will have nought to do with such ugly sights. I will be at work both day and night. And in a month—in a month my son will be here——
Biörn.
[Entering.] Did you strike the bell, my lady?
Lady Inger.
[Writing.] Bring more lights. See to it in future that there are many lights in the room.
[Biörn goes out again to the left.
Lady Inger.
After a pause, rises impetuously.] No, no, no;—I cannot guide the pen to-night! My head is burning and throbbing——
[Startled, listens.