He does not need me any more.
But surely you ought to be with him.
She is sitting by his bed.
[Rather uncertainly.] Kaia?
[Looking darkly at him.] Yes—Kaia.
Go home, Ragnar—both to him and to her. Give me the wreath.
[Suppresses a mocking smile.] You don't mean that you yourself—?
I will take it down to them myself [Takes the wreath from him.] And now you go home; we don't require you to-day.
I know you do not require me any more; but to-day I shall remain.
Well, remain then, since you are bent upon it.