Einar.
What?
Agnes.
[In a hushed voice, without looking at him.]
How he tower’d as he spoke?
[She goes down over the pass, Einar follows.
[A path along the crags, with a wild valley beyond to the right. Above, and beyond the mountain, are glimpses of greater heights, with peaks and snow.]
Brand.
[Comes up along the path, descends, stops half-way upon a jutting crag, and gazes into the valley.]