[Approaching.] Listen, Gudmund—
GUDMUND.
[Smiling.] Come you to tell me that you dare no longer let me go free.
KNUT.
Dare! Be at your ease as to that. Knut Gesling dares whatever he will. No, 'tis another matter. You know that here in the district, I am held to be a wild, unruly companion—
GUDMUND.
Aye, and if rumour lies not—
KNUT.
Why no, much that it reports may be true enough. But now, I must tell you—
[They go, conversing, up towards the back.