And you are determined not to go back to it?
[As before.] The wild bird never wants to go back to the cage.
Rather range through the free air—
[Still as before.] The bird of prey loves to range—
[Lets his eyes rest on her.] If only one had the viking-spirit in life—
[In her usual voice; opens her eyes but does not move.] And the other thing? Say what that was!
A robust conscience.
[HILDA sits erect on the bench, with animation. Her eyes have
once more the sparkling expression of gladness.
[Nods to him.] I know what you are going to build next!
Then you know more than I do, Hilda.