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.
Lind.
Falk, your hand! The tide