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[''Holding himself fast with the boat-hook, and calling to the strange .'']

Good; come then you; but speedily!

[Shrinking back.]

I! Where no others!

Let them be!

I cannot!

Cannot?

My babes' sake!

[Scornfully laughing.]

You build upon a quaking sand!

[''Turns with glowing cheeks to, lays her hand on his arm, and says'':]

Did you hear all?

A valiant heart.

Thank God, Einar, you see your part

[Calls to .]