THRALL. The bishop didn't say.
THORFINN. Do you know whether there are any horses in the stable?
THRALL. They must be out at pasture—but I'll see. [Starts to go.]
THORFINN. You mustn't leave me—Stay. [Pause.] Could you die in peace this night?
THRALL. Yes, if I only had time for a prayer first.
THORFINN. Does that bring peace to one?
THRALL. Oh, yes, Master.
THORFINN [Rises, takes up a goblet]. This you shall have if you will pray for me.
THRALL. That's not enough.
THORFINN. You shall have ten, but if you ever tell of it—I'll take your life.