Ulfheim.
I am not speaking of people——
Maia.
You said your nearest friends——
Ulfheim.
Well, who should they be but my dogs?
Maia.
Are your dogs your nearest friends?
Ulfheim.
I have none nearer. My honest, trusty, absolutely loyal comrades—. When one of them turns sick and miserable—bang!—and there’s my friend sent packing—to the other world.