Asta.
[Softly.] From both of us. [Taking up her umbrella.] Now come with me to Rita.
[She goes up the wood-path.
Allmers.
[Takes up his hat from the table, and whispers sadly.] Asta. Eyolf. Little Eyolf——!
[He follows her up the path.
ACT THIRD
An elevation, overgrown with shrubs, in Allmers’s garden. At the back a sheer cliff, with a railing along its edge, and with steps on the left leading downwards. An extensive view over the fiord, which lies deep below. A flagstaff with lines, but no flag, stands by the railing. In front, on the right, a summer-house, covered with creepers and wild vines. Outside it, a bench. It is a late summer evening, with clear sky. Deepening twilight.
Asta is sitting on the bench, with her hands in her lap. She is wearing her outdoor dress and a hat, has her parasol at her side, and a little travelling-bag on a strap over her shoulder.
Borgheim comes up from the back on the left. He, too, has a travelling-bag over his shoulder. He is carrying a rolled-up flag.