[With a toss of the head.] Took her up with him finely, you may be sure! Oh no! he beguiled her into a cold, clammy cage, where—as it seemed to her—there was neither sunlight nor fresh air, but only gilding and great petrified ghosts of people all round the walls.
Ulfheim.
Devil take me, but it served her right!
Maia.
Yes, but don’t you think it’s quite a comical story, all the same?
Ulfheim.
[Looks at her a moment.] Now listen to me, my good companion of the chase——
Maia.
Well, what is it now?
Ulfheim.