MARCELLUS. Ay, my lord. Oh, devils and tempests! she coolly confesses it. She dares to tell me this without shame. She has seen Hjalmar once only, for one single afternoon, and now she is hotter than hell. GODELIVA. My lord!... MARCELLUS. Be silent, you. “Ay, my lord!” and she is not yet fifteen! Ha! it makes one long to kill them then and there.... GODELIVA. My lord.... NURSE. Isn’t she free to love, just like anyone else? Do you mean to put her under a glass case? Is this a reason to bully a poor child? She has done no harm.... MARCELLUS. Oh, she has done no harm!... Now, in the first place, hold your peace, you.... I am not addressing you; and it is doubtless at your prompting, you procuress.... GODELIVA. My lord!... NURSE. A procuress! I a procuress! MARCELLUS. Will you let me speak? Begone! begone, both of you! Oh! I know well enough you have put your heads together, and that the season of scheming and plotting has set in; but wait awhile.... Now, Maleine, ... you should be reasonable. Will you promise to be reasonable? MALEINE. Ay, my lord. MARCELLUS. There! come now. Therefore you will not think any more of this marriage?... MALEINE. Ay. MARCELLUS. Ay? You mean you will forget Prince Hjalmar? MALEINE. No. MARCELLUS. You do not yet give up Prince Hjalmar? MALEINE. No. MARCELLUS. Now, supposing I compel you? Ay, I! and supposing I have you put under lock and key? and supposing I separate you for evermore from your Hjalmar with his puny, girlish face? What say you? (_She weeps._) Ha! that’s it--is’t? Begone, and we shall see about that--begone! Next, the scene in the second act, where Maleine and Hjalmar meet in the gloomy park of the castle: HJALMAR. ... Come! MALEINE. Not yet. HJALMAR. Uglyane! Uglyane! [_Kisses her. Here the waterfall, blown about by the wind, collapses and splashes them._ MALEINE. Oh! what have you done? HJALMAR. It is the fountain. MALEINE. Oh, oh! HJALMAR. It’s the wind. MALEINE. I am afraid. HJALMAR. Think not of that any longer. Let us get further away. Let us not think of that any more. Ah, ah, ah! I am wet all over. MALEINE. There is somebody weeping, close by us. HJALMAR. Somebody weeping? MALEINE. I am afraid. HJALMAR. But cannot you hear that it’s only the wind? MALEINE. What are all those eyes on the tree, though? HJALMAR. Where? Ha! those are the owls. They have returned. I will put them to flight. (_Throws earth at them._) Away! away! MALEINE. There is yonder one that will not go. HJALMAR. Where is it? MALEINE. On the weeping willow. HJALMAR. Away! MALEINE. He is not gone. HJALMAR. Away, away! [_Throws earth at the owl._ MALEINE. Oh! you have thrown earth on me. HJALMAR. Thrown earth on you? MALEINE. Ay, it fell on me. HJALMAR. Oh, my poor Uglyane! MALEINE. I am afraid. HJALMAR. Afraid--at my side? MALEINE. There are flames amid the trees. HJALMAR. That is nothing--mere lightning. It has been very sultry to-day.