Hilde (nods). To the faithless sailor-wife--yes.
Lyngstrand. Fancy, at midnight!
Hilde. That must be so fascinating.
Ellida (looking after the ship). Tomorrow, then!
Wangel. And then never again.
Ellida (in a low, imploring tone). Oh! Wangel, save me from
Wangel (looks anxiously at her). Ellida--I feel there is
something behind this--
Ellida. There is--the temptation!
Ellida. The man is like the sea!
(She goes slowly and thoughtfully through the garden, and
out to the left. WANGEL walks uneasily by her side, watching