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Ragnar.
They want to see how he daren't climb to the top of his own house.
Hilda.
Oh, that is what those boys want, is it?
Ragnar.
[Spitefully and scornfully.] He has kept us down so long—now we are going to see him keep quietly down below himself.
Hilda.
You will not see that—not this time.
Ragnar.
[Smiles.] Indeed! Then where shall we see him?
Hilda.
High—high up by the vane! That is where you will see him!
Ragnar.
[Laughs.] Him! Oh yes, I daresay!
Hilda.
His will is to reach the top—so at the top you shall see him.
Ragnar.
His will, yes; that I can easily believe. But he simply cannot do it. His head would swim round, long, long before he got half-way. He would have to crawl down again on his hands and knees.
