Halla (exultantly). I will!
Kari. Will you face hunger and cold and all terrors for my sake?
Halla. Have you not always known that I would go with you? Could you believe me so low that I would keep you here with this dread hanging over you, if I had not meant to go with you? Every night I thought: To-morrow he will ask if you will go with him.
Kari. How beautiful you are! All the days we have had together live in your face!
Halla. Did you believe I could rest satisfied in thinking of you with the mountains between us? Then you don't know me yet. I will live! I will sail with you in your white ships!
Enter Bjørn.
Bjørn. Good day to you, Halla. I looked for you at the fold. It is a long time since we two neighbors have met.
Halla (confused). Yes, it is a long time.
Bjørn. Who sees to it that your sheep are taken out of the fold? Your cots seem to be standing empty.
Halla. Kari attends to that.