Borgheim.
I must, too. I am going by the train. Are you going that way?
Asta.
No. I shall take the steamer.
Borgheim.
[Glancing at her.] We each take our own way, then?
Asta.
Yes.
[She sits and looks on while he hoists the flag half-mast high. When he has done he goes up to her.
Borgheim.