And when the poor tatters were quite worn out--what then?


ULFHEIM.

[With a large gesture.] Then there we shall stand, free and serene--
as the man and woman we really are!


MAIA.

[Laughing.] You with your goat-legs yes!


ULFHEIM.

And you with your--. Well, let that pass.


MAIA.

Yes, come--let us pass--on.


ULFHEIM.

Stop! Whither away, comrade?


MAIA.