Sigurd.
First answer me this: the golden ring that I gave thee, where hast thou it?
Dagny.
[Showing it.] Here, on my arm; thou badest me wear it.
Sigurd.
Cast it to the bottom of the sea, so deep that none may ever set eyes on it again; else may it be the bane of many men!
Dagny.
The ring!
Sigurd.
[In a low voice.] That night when we bore away the twain of you—dost remember?