ONE OF THE LADIES.
[Whilst MRS. SOLNESS is carried into the house.] Run down for the doctor--
RAGNAR.
I can"t stir a root--
ANOTHER LADY.
Then call to some one!
RAGNAR.
[Tries to call out.] How is it? Is he alive?
A VOICE.
[Below, in the garden.] Mr. Solness is dead!
OTHER VOICES.
[Nearer.] The head is all crushed.--he fell right into the quarry.
HILDA.
[Turns to RAGNAR, and says quietly.] I can"t see him up there now.
RAGNAR.
This is terrible. So, after all, he could not do it.
HILDA.
[As if in quiet spell-bound triumph.] But he mounted right to the top.
And I heard harps in the air. [Waves her shawl in the air, and shrieks with wild intensity.] My--my Master Builder!