YORUL But—
FRIDA Egil entered.
YORUL Egil!
FRIDA His brow was bleeding and he limped. He buried That thing beneath the ashes, and sprang forth Out at the window.
YORUL Buried this?
FRIDA As dogs Bury their secrets, claw and nozzle.—Yorul!
YORUL You saw?
FRIDA I saw. O Yorul, ’tis a werewolf.
YORUL [Drops the hide and steps back.] Ah! do not name it!
FRIDA Leave him. Come away!