[Turns away doubtful and angry.
But how could I force this man
To woo the bride for me?
HAGEN [As before.
Thy simple prayer would force him,
Gutrun' winning him first.
GUTRUNE
Thou mockest, cruel Hagen!
What arts have I to bind him?
The greatest hero
In all the world
Has long ere this by the fairest
Women on earth been loved.
HAGEN
[Bending confidentially towards Gutrune.
What of the drink in the chest?