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_Sigurd_.--Never rely on Gissur's valor!
_Alf_.--He is a coward!
_Einar_.--None of you mentions what is of most importance. Lady Helga it
was, and not Kolbein the Young, who assigned Eyafirth to Thorolf.
_Broddi_.--That is a lie, Einar!
_Einar_.--Kolbein had become delirious when Helga asserted Eyafirth was
given to Thorolf.
_Alf_.--That, indeed, is the truth.
_Several_.--Yes, that indeed is the truth.
_Broddi_.--Does _she_ mean to arrange the districts? If so, we mean
to make away with Thorolf. You shall have no hand in this, Brand
Kolbeinsson, but your men shall follow me.
_Brand_.--And who is to follow me?
_Broddi_.--No one!
_Brand_.--That was the cause of my kinsman Kolbein's greatness that all
his men obeyed him without a murmur. No one obeys me now!
_Einar_.--But this obedience came first about after the fall of Kalf
Guttormsson.
_Brand_.--No need to remind me again that Thorolf was the foremost
instigator to the killing of him.
_Broddi_.--Let us then seize Thorolf, wherever we may find him, and slay
him.
_All_ (_except_ BRAND).--Yes, let us slay him!
_Broddi_.--Or else let us surround his house and lead him out to be put
to death.
_Alf_.--Oh, let him perish in the flames of his own house.
_Sigurd_--For shame, Alf! I do not care to share the torments of hell
with incendiaries.
_Brand_.--Kolbein the Young will surely take revenge on us for his
friend Thorolf.
_Einar_.--Kolbein is no longer to be reckoned among living men.
_Broddi_.--Kinsman Kolbein lay more sorely stricken with his wound this
time than last, and even then was in danger of his life.
_Alf_.--I cannot tell a doomed man if he ever arises again.
_Sigurd_.--A great loss it would be if a chieftain so noble and so
beloved should depart this world.
_Broddi_.--And one so victorious!
_Sigurd_.--Let us pray for his soul!
(_Silence. All present show marks of grief and of praying_.)
_Broddi_.--But you will lend us your aid, Brand, after the slaying of
Thorolf, and will take steps to make Lady Helga leave the district?
_Brand_.--It is not seeming that I give counsel to those who plan
Thorolf's death.
_Broddi_.--We shall help you to obtain all the dominions in Skagafirth
and west as far as Hrutafirth for it; because it is not so very sure
whether all are willing to accept you as overlord.
_Brand_.--I thank you, friend Broddi. But I shall take no part in your
dealings with Thorolf. Afterwards I shall not part from you.
_Alf_.--Let us touch our weapons to confirm it, according to Norse
custom!
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