RODERIK. See, Asgaut! Do you still recall the scratch You gave me on our earliest viking trip, The time we fought about the booty?
[He uncovers his arm and shows it to ASGAUT.]
ASGAUT. Yes, By Thor, it is King Rorek!
GANDALF. [Throws himself in his arms.] Father! Father! A second time now have you given me life. My humble thanks!
RODERIK. [Downcast; to BLANKA.] And you now—what will you Grant the old robber?
BLANKA. Love as hitherto! I am your daughter! Has not three years' care Wiped off each spot of blood upon your shield?
ASGAUT. Yet now explain,—how comes it that you live!
GANDALF. She saved his life.
RODERIK. Yes, like a friendly elf She healed my wounds and cared for me, And all the while she told me of the faith These quiet people in the South believe, Until my rugged heart itself was moved. And day by day I kept the truth from her; I did not dare to tell her—
GANDALF. But the mound there?