Hiördis.
[After a short pause.] How goes it with thee, my husband?
Gunnar.
Ill, Hiördis; I cannot away with that deed of yesterday; it lies heavy on my heart.
Hiördis.
Do as I do; get thee some work to busy thee.
Gunnar.
Doubtless I must.
[A pause; Gunnar paces up and down the hall, notices what Hiördis is doing, and approaches her.
Gunnar.