he did not turn his back. But fell he sideways, or in toward Gunnar's feet?
The Man.
Half sideways and half toward Gunnar.
Örnulf.
That bodes but half vengeance; well well,—we shall see!
Gunnar.
[Approaching.] Örnulf, I know well that all my goods were naught against thy loss; but crave of me what thou wilt Örnulf. [Sternly interrupting him.] Give me Thorolf's body, and let me go! Where lies he? [Gunnar points silently to the back.
Örnulf.
[Takes a step or two, but turns and says in a voice of thunder to Sigurd, Dagny, and others who are making as though to follow him, sorrowing.] Stay! Think ye Örnulf will be followed by a train of mourners, like a whimpering woman? Stay, I say!—I can bear my Thorolf alone. [With calm strength.] Sonless I go; but none shall say that he saw me bowed. [He goes slowly out.
Hiördis.
[With forced laughter.] Ay, let him go as he will; we shall scarce need many men to face him should he come with strife again! Now, Dagny—I wot it is the last time thy father shall sail from Iceland on such a quest!
