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Peer.
[Goes towards them; his face lights up.]
Solveig! Oh, it is well you have come!
[Takes hold of her wrist.
Now will I swing you round fast and fine!
Solveig.
Loose me!
Peer.
Wherefore?
Solveig.
You are so wild.
Peer.
The reindeer is wild, too, when summer is dawning.
Come then, lass; do not be wayward now!
Solveig.
[Withdrawing her arm.]
Dare not.
Peer.
Wherefore?
Solveig.
No, you've been drinking.
[Moves off with Helga.
Peer.
Oh, if I had but my knife-blade driven
Clean through the heart of them,—one and all!
The Bridegroom.
[Nudging him with his elbow.]
Peer, can't you help me to get at the bride?
