RITA. [To BORGHEIM.] Don't you think he should come back with the rest
of us?
BORGHEIM. [To ALLMERS.] I believe it would be better for you.
ALLMERS. No, no; let me stay where I am.
RITA. Then I will stay with you, Alfred.
ALLMERS. Very well; do so, then. You remain too, Asta.
ASTA. [Whispers to BORGHEIM.] Let us leave them alone!
BORGHEIM. [With a glance of comprehension.] Miss Allmers, shall we go a
little further--along the shore? For the very last time?
ASTA. [Taking her umbrella.] Yes, come. Let us go a little further.
[ASTA and BORGHEIM go out together behind the boat-shed. ALLMERS wanders
about for a little. Then he seats himself on a stone under the trees on
the left.]
RITA. [Comes up and stands before him, her hands folded and hanging
down.] Can you think the thought, Alfred--that we have lost Eyolf?
ALLMERS. [Looking sadly at the ground.] We must accustom ourselves to
think it.
RITA. I cannot. I cannot. And then that horrible sight that will haunt
me all my life long.
ALLMERS. [Looking up.] What sight? What have you seen?
RITA. I have seen nothing myself. I have only heard it told. Oh--!
ALLMERS. You may as well tell me at once.