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''Sunrise. The mountain-side in front of sæter. The door is shut; all is silent and deserted.''

 is lying asleep by the wall of the sæter.

[''Wakens, and looks about him with dull and heavy eyes. He spits.'']  What wouldn't I give for a pickled herring! [Spits again, and at the same moment catches sight of, who appears carrying a basket of food.

Ha, child, are you there? What is it you want?

It is Solveig

[Jumping up.]

Where is she?

Behind the sæter.

[Unseen.]

If you come nearer, I'll run away!

[Stopping short.]

Perhaps you're afraid I might take you in my arms?