[Runs laughing up to Margit.]
Ha, ha, ha! He will not believe that ’tis I!
Margit.
[Smiling, to Gudmund.]
You see: while in far-off lands you strayed,
She, too, has altered, the little maid.
Gudmund.
Aye truly! But that she should be—Why,
’Tis a marvel in very deed.
[Takes both Signë’s hands and looks at her.