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Åse.
[In terror.]
No, no, he can't be so hard, our Lord!
The Father.
Do you think he can sigh for his debt of sin?
Åse.
[Eagerly.]
No, but he can ride through the air on a buck, though!
The Mother.
Christ, are you mad?
The Father.
Why, what do you mean?
Åse.
Never a deed is too great for him.
You shall see, if only he lives so long
The Father.
Best if you saw him on the gallows hanging.
Åse.
[Shrieks.]
Oh, cross of Christ!
The Father.
In the hangman's hands,
It may be his heart would be turned to repentance.
Åse.
[Bewildered.]
Oh, you'll soon talk me out of my senses!
We must find him!
