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Ulfheim.
Will you go with me, then—as far and as long as I want you?
Maia.
There is a tame bird of prey keeping watch upon me.
Ulfheim.
[Wildly.] We'll put a bullet in his wing, Maia!
Maia.
[Looks at him a moment, and says resolutely.] Come then, and carry me down into the depths.
Ulfheim.
[Puts his arm round her waist.] It is high time! The mist is upon us!
Maia.
Is the way down terribly dangerous?
Ulfheim.
The mountain mist is more dangerous still.
[She shakes him off, goes to the edge of the precipice and looks over, but starts quickly back. Ulfheim.
[Goes towards her, laughing.] What? Does it make you a little giddy?
