Gunnar.
Sigurd!
Hiördis.
[In a low voice, triumphantly.] Ha, I knew it well! Sigurd. [With forced resolution.] But thereafter is the peace between us at an end; for hearken to my words, Gunnar Headman—thou hast slain Thorolf, my wife's kinsman, and therefore do I challenge thee to single combat[1] to-morrow at break of day. [Hiördis., in violent inward emotion, makes a stride towards Sigurd, but collects herself and remains standing motionless during the following.
Gunnar.
[In extreme astonishment.] To single combat! Me!—Thou art jesting, Sigurd!
Sigurd.
Thou art lawfully challenged to single combat; 'twill be a game for life or death; one of us must fall!
Gunnar.
[Bitterly.] Ha, I understand it well. When I came, thou didst talk with Hiördis alone; she has goaded thee afresh!
Sigurd.
Mayhap. [Half towards Hiördis.] A high-souled woman must ever guard her husband's
- ↑ Holmgang—see note, p. 19.
