Hansen. Oh, let me alone!
Knut. Well, I must be going.
The Old People. "What a pity." "Can't you be late for once?" "The teacher won't mind."
Knut. I really must. Good-by, grandfather.... Hope you live eighty years more.... Good-by, grandpop.... Good-by, everybody. Good luck! [He exits.]
Hammer. You can see him go from here. [Goes to the window.]
Hansen. Can you? [Joins him.]
[All go to the window except Bolling, who sits stiff and abstracted in his chair.]
Helms. Open it. [He helps Johnston do so.]
Johnston. There he goes.
Krakau. He is waving to us. [All wave back.]