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''A room in house. Everything in disorder; boxes standing open; wearing apparel strewn around. A cat is lying on the bed.''

 and the are hard at work packing things together and putting them straight.

[Running to one side.]

Kari, come here!

What now?

[On the other side.]

Come here? Where is? Where shall I find? Tell me where? What am I seeking? I'm out of my wits! Where is the key of the chest?

In the key hole.

What is that rumbling?

The last cart-load They're driving to Hegstad.

[Weeping.]

How glad I'd be