There is a tame bird of prey keeping watch upon me.
Ulfheim.
[Wildly.] We’ll put a bullet in his wing, Maia!
Maia.
[Looks at him a moment, and says resolutely.] Come then, and carry me down into the depths.
Ulfheim.
[Puts his arm round her waist.] It is high time! The mist is upon us!
Maia.
Is the way down terribly dangerous?
Ulfheim.