Sigurd.
Dagny, my sweet wife, now thou knowest all—that need be known. I could not but warn thee; for that ring—Hiördis must never see it! Wouldst thou do my will, then cast it from thee—into the depths of the sea.
Dagny.
Nay, Sigurd, it is too dear to me; is it not thy gift? But be at ease, I will hide it from every eye, and never shall I breathe a word of what thou hast told me.
Thorolf comes up from the ships, with Sigurd’s men.
Thorolf.
All is ready for the feast.
Dagny.
Come then, Sigurd—my brave, my noble warrior!
Sigurd.