But there is one prayer he did not know--this one--'To you I bring my great eternal sorrow; I am going to you, Father Ocean!'" And a distant voice, sad and grave, replies: "Oh, Haggart, my dear Haggart." But who knows--perhaps it was the roaring of the waves.

Many sad and strange dreams come to man on earth.
"All aboard!" exclaims Haggart cheerily, and goes off without looking around.

Below, a gay noise of voices and laughter resounds.

The cobblestones are rattling under the firm footsteps--Haggart is going away.
"Haggart!" He goes, without turning around.
"Haggart!" He has gone away.
Loud shouting is heard--the sailors are greeting Haggart.

They drink and go off into the darkness.