Whither has he gone?
Thorolf.
Down to his ship;—go you on; he will follow.
Sigurd.
I await my men; they are mooring my ships and bringing ashore wares.
Thorolf.
There must I lend a hand!
[Goes down towards the shore.
Sigurd.
[After a moment’s reflection.] Dagny, my wife, now that we are alone, I have that to tell thee which must no longer be hidden.