ELINE.
De stene, jeg hober på eders byrde, knuger mig lige så tungt som eder. Let og fri trak jeg livsens ånde, så længe jeg havde eder at tro på. Thi for at leve må jeg kende mig stolt; og det vilde jeg været med rette, dersom I var bleven, hvad I engang var.
ELINA.
The weight I add to your burden bears on me as heavily as on you. Lightly and freely I drew the breath of life, so long as I had you to believe in. For my pride is my life; and well had it become me, if you had remained what once you were.