MARGIT.
Why, Signe, Signe, I cannot understand that you should so quickly—!
You scarce knew him before to-day.
SIGNE.
Oh, 'tis but little I yet know of love; but this I know that what
the song says is true:
Full swiftly 'tis sown; ere a moment speeds by,
Deep, deep in the heart love is rooted for aye—
MARGIT.
So be it; and since so it is, I need no longer hold aught concealed from you. Ah—
[She stops suddenly, as she sees KNUT and GUDMUND approaching.
KNUT.
[In a tone of satisfaction.] Ha, this is as I would have it,
Gudmund. Here is my hand!