Relling.
[Tries to loosen the pistol.] She's holding it so tight, so tight.
Gina.
No, no, Relling, don't break her fingers; let the pigstol be.
Hialmar.
She shall take it with her.
Gina.
Yes, let her. But the child mustn't lie here for a show. She shall go to her own room, so she shall. Help me, Ekdal.
[Hialmar and Gina take Hedvig between them.
Hialmar.
[As they are carrying her.] Oh Gina, Gina, can you survive this!
Gina.
We must help each other to bear it. For now at least she belongs to both of us.
Molvik.
[Stretches out his arms and mumbles.] Blessed be the Lord; to earth thou shalt return; to earth thou shalt return
Relling.
[Whispers.] Hold your tongue, you fool; you're drunk.
[Hialmar and Gina carry the body out through the kitchen door. Relling shuts it after them. Molvik slinks out into the passage.
