MAIA.

[Looks at him a moment, and says resolutely.] Come then, and carry me
down into the depths.


ULFHEIM.

[Puts his arm round her waist.] It is high time! The mist is upon us!


MAIA.

Is the way down terribly dangerous?


ULFHEIM.

The mountain is more dangerous still.

[She shakes him off, goes to the edge of the precipice and looks
over, but starts quickly back.


ULFHEIM.

[Goes towards her, laughing.] What? Does it make you a little giddy?


MAIA.