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the top. Rita stands beside the summer-house and looks at him in silence.
Allmers.
[Coming forward again.] We have a heavy day of work before us, Rita.
Rita.
You will see—that now and then a Sabbath peace will descend on us.
Allmers.
[Quietly, with emotion.] Then, perhaps, we shall know that the spirits are with us.
Rita.
[Whispering.] The spirits?
Allmers.
[As before.] Yes, they will perhaps be around us—those whom we have lost.
Rita.
[Nods slowly.] Our little Eyolf. And your big Eyolf, too.
Allmers.
[Gazing straight before him.] Now and then, perhaps, we may still—on the way through life—have a little, passing glimpse of them.
Rita.
Where shall we look for them, Alfred?
