slice off her incomparably-moulded left ear. [Lets her go, and turns to Rosmer.] Farewell, my conquering Johannes.
Rosmer. Are you going now? In the dark night?
Brendel.
The dark night is best. Peace be with you.
[He goes. There is a short silence in the room.
Rebecca.
[Breathes heavily.] Oh, how close and sultry it is here!
[Goes to the window, opens it, and remains standing by it.
Rosmer.
[Sits down in the arm-chair by the stove.] There is nothing else for it after all, Rebecca. I see it. You must go away.
Rebecca. Yes, I see no choice.
Rosmer.
Let us make the most of our last hour. Come here and sit by me.
Rebecca.
[Goes and sits on the sofa.] What do you want to say to me, Rosmer?
Rosmer.
First, I want to tell you that you need not feel any anxiety about your future.
