Halla. I did not mean to hurt you. I only said it to defend myself.
Kari (following up his own thoughts). There are stones in the hills that are blood-stained from my feet; you must gather those and bring them before the Great Judge.
Halla. Won't you take to weeping, so I can gather up your tears and bring them before the Great Judge?
Kari. Are you mocking me?
Halla. Yes; I won't listen to your whining any longer. Now we shall sit down and hold our peace. (Sits down.)
Kari. You shall not be worried by my whining. (Takes the fur socks down from the wall; sits down and unties the straps of his shoes. Halla watches him in silence, while he puts on one sock.)
Halla. Are you going?
Kari. Yes.
Halla. You don't ask my advice?
Kari. No, this time I don't ask it.