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 [To the men.] Follow me to the supper-board, lads; heavy has been our day's work! [Goes with the men into the boat-house.

Praised be the Mighty Ones on high that gave me so good a rede. [To ] Wilt thou not go in? Nay, I list not to. Tell me, are all things ready for to-morrow? They are ready; a silk-sewn shroud lies on the bench; but I know full surely that thou wilt hold thee against Gunnar, so I have not wept over it. Grant all good powers, that thou mayst never weep for my sake. [He stops and looks out.

What art thou listening to?

Hear'st thou nought—yonder?

[Points towards the left.

Ay, there goes a fearsome storm over the sea!

[Going up a little towards the background.] There will fall hard hailstones in that storm. [Shouts.] Who comes?