Jatgeir.
I overheard some townsfolk at my lodging talking darkly of——
King Skule.
Let that wait. Tell me, Skald: you who have fared far abroad in strange lands, have you ever seen a woman love another’s child? Not only have kindness for it—’tis not that I mean; but love it, love it with the warmest passion of her soul.
Jatgeir.
That do only those women who have no child of their own to love.
King Skule.
Only those women——?
Jatgeir.
And chiefly women who are barren.