Hilda (carried away): Yes—yes—yes! My lovely, lovely castle! My castle in the air!
[The others go out upon the verandah. The band of the Masons' Union is heard. Ragnar tells Solness that the foreman is ready to go up with the wreath. Solness goes out. The others watch eagerly.
Dr. Herdal: There goes the foreman up the ladder.
Ragnar: Why, but it's———
Hilda (jubilant): It's the master builder himself.
Mrs. Solness: Oh, my God! Halvard, Halvard! I must go to him!
Dr. Herdal (holding her): Don't move, any of you. Not a sound.
Ragnar: I feel as if I were looking at something utterly impossible.
Hilda (ecstatically): It is the impossible that he is doing now. Can you see anyone else up there with him? There is One he is striving with. I hear a song—a mighty song. He is waving to us. Oh, wave back. Hurrah for Master Builder Solness!
[The shout is taken up. Then a shriek of horror. A human body, with planks and pieces of wood, is vaguely seen crashing down behind the trees.