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[Still at a distance.] Gudmund Alfson! Wait; I must speak a word with you.

[To herself.] The joy of his life—! What else can he mean but—! [Half aloud.] Signë—my dear, dear sister!

[Softly, as he follows them with his eyes.] Aye, so it were wisest. Both Signë and I must away from Solhoug. Knut Gesling has shown himself my friend; he will help me.

[Softly, to ] Yes, yes, I say, Gudmund is her kinsman; he can best plead my cause.

Well, as you will.

[Approaching.] Listen, Gudmund—