Gorm. And he is maudlin too.I madden for you.
Fie, what is this upon my lips? Not blood?
Icelin.And on your face. My lips bleed often thus.
Gorm.Oh, oh.
Icelin. Gorm.Oh, oh.You know the way home after this?
Gorm.Oh, yes.
Icelin. Gorm.Oh, yes.That’s right then. We have nought to do
But wait and watch him.
(Dansberg rises.)
Dansberg. But wait and watch him.How their whisperings run