Translation by Charles Archer
ers, and would not know more. What can I, a lonely woman----? Even if you were to plunder the Banquet Hall--and there's many a good weapon on the walls--you are the masters at Ostrat to-night. You must do as seems good to you. Good-night!
(Loud cries of joy from the multitude. Candles are lighted; the retainers bring weapons of different kinds from the hall.)
BIORN (seizes LADY INGER'S hand as she is going). Thanks, my noble and high-souled mistress! I, that have known you from childhood up--I have never doubted you.
LADY INGER. Hush, Biorn. It is a dangerous game that I have ventured this night. The others stake only their lives; but I, trust me, a thousandfold more!
BIORN. How mean you? Do you fear for your power and your favour with----?
LADY INGER. My power? O God in Heaven!
A RETAINER (comes from the hall with a large sword). See, here's a real good wolf's-tooth to flay the blood-suckers' lackeys with!
EINAR HUK. 'Tis too good for such as you. Look, here i