[Starting, as in pain.] Ha, thou wouldst say that——?
Hiördis.
Doubtless thou hast proved thyself proud and high-souled; hast claimed honour of all, that Sigurd might be honoured in thee—is it not so?
Dagny.
Nay, Hiördis, but——
Hiördis.
Thou hast egged him on to great deeds, followed him in war-weed, and joyed to be where the strife raged hottest—hast thou not?
Dagny.
[Deeply moved.] No, no!
Hiördis.