[Pointing towards the back.] Oh, certainly! There is a sort of way—right down the face of the precipice yonder——
Maia.
There, you see. With a little goodwill——
Ulfheim.
—but just you try if you dare go that way.
Maia.
[Doubtfully.] Do you think I can’t?
Ulfheim.
Never in this world—if you don’t let me help you.
Maia.