THORFINN [Angry]. I regret nothing. And as far as the child is concerned you had better hold your tongue!
ORM. Hear you, Thorfinn—have you ever thought about what your life has been?
THORFINN. Thinking is for old women—doing has been my life.
ORM. What do you intend to do now?
THORFINN. What do I intend to do now?
ORM. Yes.
THORFINN [Shaken, is silent.]
ORM. You see how even a little thought struck you—think then if a big thought should come. Why don't you dare to look back? Because you are afraid of the sights you would see.
THORFINN. Let the past remain buried.
ORM. No, I shall tear the corpses from their graves and they shall stare at you with their empty orbits until you quake with anguish and fear—and you shall see that with all your strength you were not a man.