Jon. It's hard to tell! She has her mind on so many things.
Enter Sveinungi and Jorunn from the house.
Sveinungi (in the door, laughing and talking). I believe the girls have their eye on the green chests. Indridi, will you carry them in? Indridi goes with one of the chests.
Jorunn. You can put them in the little room.
Sveinungi. Rannveig, will you bring me the key to the drying-shed? You know where it hangs. (Rannveig runs in.) You boys will have to carry the breadstuffs up into the loft of the storehouse, and the coffee and sugar too, and while I think of it, you had better take one sack out to the mill, Helgi.
Helgi. I will.
Sveinungi (opening a bag). Here, Einar, you'll find iron and nails and brazil-wood, and here's something for yourself. (Hands him a plug of tobacco.) See if you can be a bit saving of it.
Einar (pats him on the shoulder). God bless you! Goes into the smithy.
Rannveig (comes out). Here is the key.
Sveinungi (unlocks the door to the drying-shed). You can stack the timber on top of the old pile. After you have had your breakfast, you, Jon, and Indridi had better go and lie down. You must be tired.