He will never be found.
Rita.
But what is it then?
Allmers.
[Coming forward.] Only fighting—as usual.
Rita.
Down on the beach?
Allmers.
Yes. The whole village down there ought to be swept away. Now the men have come home—drunk, as they always are. They are beating the children—do you hear the boys crying! The women are shrieking for help for them——
Rita.