Sveinungi (stands puzzled for a moment, then goes to her). I understand that you take this very much to heart. Do go into the tent now and lie down. We must try to get over this as best we can.
Jorunn (rising). I am sure I have lost my daughter forever. (Weeps.)
Sveinungi (takes her hands and kisses her on the cheek). I have always said good night to you with a kiss. You have been a good wife to me. I little thought, when you went with me into the house, that you should cry yourself to sleep this very night because of me. (Jorunn clings to him, weeping. Sveinungi releases himself suddenly.) Listen to what I say. You shall not leave me this way. Now you can go to the young folks and tell them that I give my consent. (Moves a little away.) But it will be on one strict condition. (Jorunn wipes her eyes on her apron.) They must promise me that if they have a son, he shall be brought up here with us.
Jorunn (her face lighting up). I believe this thought was sent you by Him who showed mercy upon you this night.
Sveinungi. Even if it should be their only child. Goes to Jorunn. And you can tell them that it is only for your sake I yield. Now you won't cry any more?
Jorunn. God bless you! How happy Ljot will be! (Turns to go.)
Sveinungi. You needn't be in such a hurry. I don't care to have the young folks see that you have been crying. And one thing more; Sølvi must not come here until I send him word. I want to explain to my old friend how all this has come about.
Jorunn. Sølvi will understand. (Sits down, very still, with her hands in her lap, gazing straight before her.) And the boy is to be named Sveinungi. (Unconsciously she passes her right hand back and forth over the edge of the stones.)
Sveinungi. Yes, they can well be used again, the old stones. Now you had better go to Ljot.
Jorunn (rising, pats his arm). Yes, yes, I am going, and I am happy. Exit.