ter from the right, accompanied by Knut, Erik and several Younger Men.
Knut.
[Still at a distance.] Gudmund Alfson! Wait; I must speak a word with you.
[He stops, talking to Erik. The other Guests in the meantime enter the house.
Margit.
[To herself.] The joy of his life—! What else can he mean but—! [Half aloud.] Signë—my dear, dear sister!
[She puts her arm round Signë's waist, and they go towards the back talking to each other.
Gudmund.
[Softly, as he follows them with his eyes.] Aye, so it were wisest. Both Signë and I must away from Solhoug. Knut Gesling has shown himself my friend; he will help me.
Knut.
[Softly, to Erik.] Yes, yes, I say, Gudmund is her kinsman; he can best plead my cause.
Erik.
Well, as you will.
[He goes into the house.
Knut.
[Approaching.] Listen, Gudmund—
