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 * Out and in, and it's just as strait.
 * [Stops.]
 * No!-like a wild, an unending lament,
 * is the thought: to come back, to go in, to go home.
 * [Takes a few steps on, but stops again.]
 * Roundabout, said the Boyg!
 * [Hears singing in the hut.]
 * Ah, no; this time at least
 * right through, though the path may be never so strait!

[He runs towards the hut; at the same moment SOLVEIG appears in the doorway, dressed for church, with psalm-book wrapped in a kerchief, and a staff in her hand. She stands there erect and mild.] PEER [flings himself down on the threshold].
 * Hast thou doom for a sinner, then speak it forth!

SOLVEIG
 * He is here! He is here! Oh, to God be the praise!
 * [Stretches out her arms as though groping for him.]

PEER
 * Cry out all my sins and my trespasses!

SOLVEIG
 * In nought hast thou sinned, oh my own only boy.
 * [Gropes for him again, and finds him.]

THE BUTTON-MOULDER [behind the house].
 * The sin-list, Peer Gynt?