Lönnrot spreads narrow white palms in surrender, and behind Lönnrot the other figures do the same, or something similar, so that from the kaleidoscope of motion the Inspector’s mind assembles the image of a woman sitting up, dismounting the chair. Finally, she takes one more step, and passes through Lönnrot entirely, the white skin settling over her like a veil and disappearing, and now she and Mielikki Neith are alone.