Rummel: Yes, drawn at first, Miss Hessel. You know what is in the
wind, I suppose?

Lona: Yes. Let me help you. (Takes hold of the cords.) I will
draw down the curtains on my brother-in-law--though I would much
rather draw them up.

Rummel: You can do that too, later on. When the garden is filled
with a surging crowd, then the curtains shall be drawn back, and
they will be able to look in upon a surprised and happy family.
Citizens' lives should be such that they can live in glass
houses! (BERNICK opens his mouth, as though he were going to say
something; but he turns hurriedly away and goes into his room.)

Rummel: Come along, let us have a final consultation. Come in,
too, Mr. Krap; you must assist us with information on one or two
points of detail. (All the men go into BERNICK'S room. LONA has
drawn the curtains over the windows, and is just going to do the
same over the open glass door, when OLAF jumps down from the room
above on to the garden steps; he has a wrap over his shoulders
and a bundle in his hand.)

Lona: Bless me, child, how you frightened me!

Olaf (hiding his bundle): Hush, aunt!

Lona: Did you jump out of the window? Where are you going?

Olaf: Hush!--don't say anything. I want to go to Uncle Johan--
only on to the quay, you know--only to say goodbye to him. Good-