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Rita.
[Hoarsely.] Eyolf! Eyolf! Oh, but they must save him! Allmers. [Half distracted.] They must, they must! So precious a life! [He rushes down through the garden.
Rita.
[Hoarsely.] Eyolf! Eyolf! Oh, but they must save him! Allmers. [Half distracted.] They must, they must! So precious a life! [He rushes down through the garden.