Gudmund and Signë.
Margit!
Margit.
[Catches sight of them.] Gudmund! And Signë! Are you here?
Signë.
[Going towards her.] Margit—dear sister!
Margit.
[Appalled, having seen the goblet which Gudmund still holds in his hand.] The goblet! Who has drunk from it?
Gudmund.
[Confused.] Drunk—? I and Signë—we meant—