Arnes (has been looking at Halla). Your hair was quite black before, but now there has come a sheen of red into it.
Kari. I have not noticed it, but your freckles are all gone, I have seen that. (Patting her cheek.) Are you going to give us more tea?
Halla. As much as you want.
Kari (rises and goes into the hut; returns with three wooden pipes and two pouches, one large and one small) You need not be saving of the leaves, but the tobacco I shall have to dole out to you.
(They fill their pipes.)
Halla (smiling). It was foolish of you to teach me to smoke.
Kari. Why shouldn't you have that boon as well as I? (Shakes his bag.) You need not be shy, I have more in the cave, and when winter sets in and the snow is fit for skiing, we'll take Arnes down to my brother's. He promised to lay in good stores of tobacco and salt, and I will pay him with wool, as I did last time.
Halla. If only you don't end by being caught on one of those journeys!
Kari. Never! (They sit smoking in silence.) Now I am just in the mood to listen to a good story. Have you one to tell us?
Arnes (rising). No, I have not. (Goes toward the gorge.)