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[By the window.] The horsemen have reached the gate

Oh, then

Go forward along the passage till you reach the coffin with the death's-head and the black cross; it is Lucia's

[Climbs back hastily and shuts the trapdoor.] Lucia's! Pah!

What said you?

Nay, nothing. 'Twas the air of the graves that made me dizzy.

Hark; they are hammering at the gate!

[Lets the lantern fall.] Ah! too late!

[Goes towards him.] What is amiss, Biörn? What is it?