Ellida. Well, don't let me detain you, Mr. Lyngstrand. Now go
down, but don't dance.

Lyngstrand. No, I'll only look on. (He goes out.)

Ellida. Johnston was on board too, I am quite certain of it.

Wangel. What makes you think so?

Ellida (without answering). He learnt on board that I had married
another while he was away. And so that very hour this came over
me.

Wangel. The horror?

Ellida. Yes, all of a sudden I see him alive right in front of
me; or, rather a little in profile. He never looks at me, only he
is there.

Wangel. How do you think he looks?

Ellida. Exactly as when I saw him last.

Wangel. Ten years ago?

Ellida. Yes; out there at Bratthammeren. Most distinctly of all I
see his breastpin, with a large bluish-white pearl in it. The
pearl is like a dead fish's eye, and it seems to glare at me.