Thorgeir.—No, I want to be papa!
Kalf.—Then you want to be what I wanted to be; so I shall be Kolbein the Young. So, now let's begin.
Thorgeir.—Yes, and I am papa.
Kalf.—Now first we have got to fight one another.
Thorgeir.—No. Because I am papa!
Kalf (commands).—Draw up your forces in battle array, Brand Kolbeinsson! Come now, Geiri, and play with me; we must fight now!
Thorgeir.—You are out of your mind! Why do you want to rush at me? I who am father? (Kneels down in the background, folding his hands over his breast, looking down and moving his lips.)
Kalf.—Why, don't you remember that I am Kolbein the Young? Now the battle begins! (Commanding.) Order your troops, Brand Kolbeinsson! Defend yourself! Are you running and hiding yourself now, Brand Kolbeinsson?
Thorgeir.—No, I am in church and saying my prayers.
Kalf.—I shall teach you saying prayers when you are to fight with me! (Angrily.) Now I am dragging you out of church, Brand Kolbeinsson. (Grasps him and drags him out to the middle of the floor. THORGEIR remains on his knees.) There, now you have got out of church!