[Stands up.]
RANNVEIG. At her age you were prettier, and are, still, but you
were not like that. No, she hasn't your character.
KRISTRUN [enters from behind]. The prince is coming! [Rannveig
gathers her knitting, and drops the yarn. Kristrun jumps at it
like a cat, and catches it.] Now I'll dance for you, Veiga dear.
[She whirls around her, singing, yarn in hand, twisting the thread
around the old woman. They listen for footsteps. Rannveig slips
out, on the right, entangled in the yarn, Kristrun following.]
INGOLF [enters. Like Hadda, he is sunburnt].
HADDA PADDA. How do you do! You promised to be here earlier, dear.
[Kisses him.]
INGOLF. What time is it? [About to take out his watch.]
HADDA PADDA [catching his hands]. I don't know. But I felt the
moment slipping by, when you should have been here.
INGOLF [kisses her again].
HADDA PADDA. While I was sitting there, in the arm-chair, waiting
for you, I closed my eyes, and do you know what I saw?
INGOLF. No.
HADDA PADDA [pointing to the crystal]. I saw the crystal ball
through my eyelashes.
INGOLF [smiling]. Then you did not close your eyes--
HADDA PADDA.
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