ORM. Doubt, misfortune, sorrow.
THORFINN [To Valgerd]. Valgerd, give me your hand, so. Hold fast—tighter—you must not let go until—the end.
[Gunnar comes in and stops by door.]
THORFINN. Who comes?
GUNNAR. You know me!
THORFINN. I know your voice, but my eyes see you not.
GUNNAR. I am your kinsman, Gunnar.
THORFINN [After a pause]. Step forth.
[Gunnar remains where he is, looking questioningly at Gunlöd.]
THORFINN. Is he here?