Maia.
[Drawing Ulfheim away.] Let us make haste and get down. Ulfheim. [To Professor Rubek.] I cannot help more than one. Take refuge in the hut in the mean-*time—while the storm lasts. Then I shall send people up to fetch the two of you away. Irene. [In terror.] To fetch us away! No, no! Ulfheim. [Harshly.] To take you by force if necessary—for it's a matter of life and death here. Now, you know it. [To Maia.] Come, then—and don't fear to trust yourself in your comrade's hands. Maia. [Clinging to him.] Oh, how I shall rejoice and sing, if I get down with a whole skin! Ulfheim. [Begins the descent and calls to the others.] You'll wait, then, in the hut, till the men come with ropes, and fetch you away. [Ulfheim, with Maia in his arms, clambers rapidly but warily down the precipice.
Irene.
[Looks for some time at Professor Rubek with terror-stricken eyes.] Did you hear that,
