BENGT.
[Putting down the goblet.] Knut Gesling? Who brings the tidings?
HOUSE-CARL.
Some of your guests espied him on the road beneath, and hastened back to warn you.
BENGT.
E'en so. Then will I—! Fetch me my grandfather's battle-axe!
[He and the HOUSE-CARL go out at the back.
[Soon after, GUDMUND and SIGNE enter quietly and cautiously
by the door at the back.
SIGNE. [In muffled tones.]
It must then, be so!
GUDMUND. [Also softly.]