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MARGIT. I'd fain fling it down to the neckan hard by, Who so often has made my dull hours fleet With his harping and songs, so strange and sweet. Give it me! [Takes the phial from his hand. There! [Feigns to throw it into the river. GUDMUND. [Goes to the right, and looks down into the ravine.] Have you thrown it away? MARGIT. [Concealing the phial.] Aye, surely! You saw-- [Whispers as she goes towards the house. Now God help and spare me! [Aloud. Gudmund! GUDMUND. [Approaching.] What would you? MARGIT. Teach me, I pray, How to interpret the ancient lay They sing of the church in the valley there: A gentle knight and a lady fair, They loved each other well. That very day on her bier she lay He on his sword-point fell. They buried her by the northward spire, And him by the south kirk wall; And theretofore grew neither bush nor briar In the hallowed ground at all. But next spring from their coffins twain Two lilies fair upgrew-- And by and by, o'er the roof-tree high, They twined and they bloomed the whole year through. How read you the riddle? GUDMUND. [Looks searchingly at her.] I scarce can say. MARGIT. You may doubtless read it in many a way; But its truest meaning, methinks, is clear: The church can never sever two that hold each other dear. GUDMUND. [To himself.] Ye saints, if she should--? Lest worse befall, 'Tis time indeed I told her all! [Aloud. Do you wish for my happiness--Margit, tell! MARGIT. [In joyful agitation.] Wish for it! I! GUDMUND. Then, wot you well, The joy of my life now rests with you-- MARGIT. [With an outburst.] Gudmund! GUDMUND. Listen! 'tis the time you knew-- [He stops suddenly. [Voices and laughter are heard by the river bank. SIGNE and other GIRLS enter 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.] Signe--my dear, dear sister! [She puts her arm round SIGNE's waist, and they go towards the ba
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