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[On the verge of the wood to the right.] Come, come! We are not far from the view now. There used to be a seat there. [Appearing among the trees.] Do you remember it? You can rest there. [''They have emerged upon a small high-lying, open plateau in the wood. The mountain rises abruptly behind them. To the left, far below, an extensive fiord landscape, with high ranges in the distance, towering one above the other. On the plateau, to the left, a dead fir-tree with a bench under it. The snow lies deep upon the terrace.''

[ and, after him, enter from the right and wade with difficulty through the snow.

[''Stopping at the verge of the steep declivity on the left.''] Come here, Ella, and you shall see.

[Coming up to him.] What do you want to show me, John?