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Oh, whatever you like to call it—we cannot bear it alone, we two. Oh, Asta, I beg and implore you! Stay here and help us! Take Eyolf's place for us

[Shrinking.] Eyolf's

Yes, would you not have it so, Alfred?

If she can and will.

You used to call her your little Eyolf. [''Seizes her hand.''] Henceforth you shall be our Eyolf, Asta! Eyolf, as you were before.

[With concealed emotion.] Remain—and share our life with us, Asta. With Rita. With me. With me—your brother!

[With decision, snatches her hand away.] No. I cannot. [Turning.] Mr. Borgheim—what time does the steamer start?

Now—at once.