Bos.
No! Stay here! she’s coming to. [Kneir. with long drawn out sobs, sits looking before her with a dazed stare.]
Kaps.
Kneir——
Bos.
Keep still! Let her have her cry.
Kneirtje.
[In an agonized voice, broken with sobs.] He didn’t want to go! He didn’t want to go! And with my own hands I loosened his fingers from the door post. [Moans softly.]
Bos.
[In a muffled voice.] You have no cause to reproach yourself——