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- Mother! Have you gone out of your wits-?
- [Goes to the head of the bed.]
- You mustn't lie there and stare so-!
- Speak, mother; it's I, your boy!
[Feels her forehead and hands cautiously; then throws the string on the chair, and says softly:]
- Ay, ay!-You can rest yourself, Grane;
- for even now the journey's done.
- [Closes her eyes, and bends over her.]
- For all of your days I thank you,
- for beatings and lullabies!-
- But see, you must thank me back, now-
- [Presses his cheek against her mouth]
- There; that was the driver's fare.
THE COTTAR'S WIFE [entering].
- What? Peer! Ah, then we are over
- the worst of the sorrow and need!
- Dear Lord, but she's sleeping soundly-
- or can she be-?
PEER
- Hush; she is dead.
[KARI weeps beside the body; PEER GYNT walks up and down the room for some time; at last he stops beside the bed.] PEER
- See mother buried with honour.
- I must try to fare forth from here.
KARI
- Are you faring afar?
