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 comes, he shall plant a mark of shame over against Gunnar's house! And meanwhile, Hiördis, do thou cheer thee with these words I heard to-day: "Ere eventide shall Gunnar and his wife be childless." [Goes out by the back.

[In agony.] Slain—slain! My little Egil slain. [Wildly.] And thou—dost thou let him go? Let Egil, thy child, lie unavenged! Then wert thou the dastard of dastards! [As if beside himself.] A sword—an axe! 'Tis the last tidings he shall ever bring! [Seizes an axe from one of the bystanders and rushes out.

[About to follow.] Gunnar, hold thy hand! [Holding him back.] Stay, stay! The men will part them; I know Gunnar! [A cry from the crowd, which has flocked together at the main door.

What is it?

Thorolf has fallen.

Thorolf! Ha, let me go!