[“Yankee Doodle” is heard, accompanied by a clarinet and drum.
Hilmar.
[Stopping his ears.] Ugh, ugh, ugh!
Rörlund.
I think we should withdraw for a moment, ladies. This is no scene for us. Let us resume our work.
Mrs. Bernick.
Perhaps we ought to draw the curtains?
Rörlund.
Yes, that is just what I was thinking.
[The ladies take their places at the table; Rörlund shuts the garden door and drams the curtains over it and over the windows; it becomes half dark in the room.