A whole, full life of freedom forfeited—forfeited for me! And perhaps—for him too.
Wangel.
[In a lower tone, seizing her by the wrist.] Ellida,—do you love this stranger?
Ellida.
Do I——? Oh how can I tell! I only know that to me he is terrible, and that——
Wangel.
——and that——?
Ellida.
[Tears herself away.]——and that I feel as though my place were with him.
Wangel.