Kari (is silent for a moment). I love you.
Halla. You don't know how much that one word promises me. It means the sunshine on the hills. It means the streams and lakes. Shall I tell you something, Kari? Something you don't know?
Kari. What could that be?
Halla. I am not going to say it just now, but I will tell you something else. I care a thousand times more for you now than I did three months ago.
Do you know why?
Kari. No.
Halla. Because you are so brave. You sleep in my arms as calmly as if you had not a foe in the whole country.
Kari (smiling). I must have borrowed your courage.
Halla. It is dear to see you smile. Your hair is like a cloud, and when you smile it seems to lift from your forehead.
Kari. You must not make me out braver than I am. Part of my courage is recklessness. I close my eyes and let the sun shine on my face.