Gunnar.
Slain!—Egil slain! Then woe to Örnulf and all his race! Thorolf, speak out;—is this true?
Sigurd.
Gunnar, Gunnar—hear me!
Gunnar.
Speak out, if thou care for thy life!
Thorolf.
Thou canst not fright me! Wait till my father comes, he shall plant a mark of shame over against Gunnar’s house! And meanwhile, Hiördis, do thou cheer thee with these words I heard to-day: “Ere eventide shall Gunnar and his wife be childless.”
[Goes out by the back.
Gunnar.