hear what I said about the fog?"

"It's time to go to sleep. I say, it's time to go to sleep!"

Desfoso comes forward and speaks cautiously:

"That isn't quite so, abbot. It seems you didn't say exactly what
you ought to say, abbot. They seem to think differently. I don't
say anything for myself--I am simply talking about them. What do
you say, Thomas?"

THOMAS--We ought to go to sleep, I say. Isn't it true that it is
time to go to sleep?

MARIET (softly)--Sit down, Gart. You are tired to-night. You don't
answer?

An old fisherman says:

"There used to be a custom in our land, I heard, that a murderer was
to pay a fine for the man he killed. Have you heard about it,
Desfoso?"

Another voice is heard:

"Philipp is dead. Philipp is dead already, do you hear, neighbour?
Who is going to support his mother?"

"I haven't enough even for my own! And the fog is rising, neighbour."