ROLF But what said Egil?
YORUL I was too amazed To look for him.
ROLF There winds his horn in the wood, And yonder he comes riding with the others. Come; we’ll go meet them. [Exit.] [As Yorul is following Rolf, Frida steps forward.]
YORUL Her voice! Frida! Frida!
FRIDA Keep me!
YORUL Stand farther off. O girl, what brings you here? How found you out this solitary place?
FRIDA I left my mistress’ side at dawn, and searched All day the forest.
YORUL Little Frida, thou!
FRIDA Come with me!