Enter CHARLES, eagerly.
Charles. Count Helmaar! is he here?
Omnes. Heyday! Charles, the sleeper, broad awake! or is he walking in his sleep?
Charles. Where’s Count Helmaar, I say?—I’d walk in my sleep, or any way, to get a sight of him.
1st Peasant. Hush! stand back!—here’s some of the quality coming, who are not thinking of you.
{The peasants all retire to the back scene. Count HELMAAR, CHRISTINA, and ELEONORA, appear, looking from a gallery. Enter ALEFTSON and CATHERINE at one door, Mrs. ULRICA at the opposite door, with CHRISTIERN, followed by the two children.}
Cath. (springs forward.) Christiern! my husband! alive!—is it a dream?
Christiern (embracing her). Your own Christiern, dearest Catherine.
{The children clap their hands, and run to their father.}
Ulric. Why, I thought he was my father; only he did not shake hands with me.