[Asta rushes down the steps at the back. Borgheim waves his hat and follows her. Rita leans against the entrance to the summer-house. Allmers goes, in strong inward emotion, up to the railing, and stands there gazing downwards. A pause.
Allmers.
[Turns, and says with hard-won composure.] There comes the steamer. Look, Rita.
Rita.
I dare not look at it.
Allmers.
You dare not?
Rita.
No. For it has a red eye—and a green one, too. Great, glowing eyes.
Allmers.