Hrafnhild, you didn't know I was there. Perhaps she has noticed
the change in you. She used her voice, her intelligence, her
beauty, her whole appeal, to get your caresses. And she got them,
many and warm.

INGOLF. You yourself say that I have changed. You yourself say
that I love you.

KRISTRUN. I myself say that you must choose between us.

INGOLF. My heart has chosen, Kristrun. And now my hand chooses.
[He slowly takes the ring off his finger.] Are you satisfied now?

KRISTRUN. Why do you ask so sadly? Do you do this half-heartedly?
... I don't know whether I can trust you. Only yesterday, when she
called you away from me, my heart throbbed with joy. The air about
me sang: It is you he loves! But after a while, when she came out,
she passed me with a look of supremacy in her eyes. I saw it, I
saw it ... you are completely in her power.

INGOLF. Before the sun sets to-night, you will have to take back
those words.

KRISTRUN. I fear the strength of her words when she pleads her own
cause. It is as though she could charm you into her power by some
magic. Do you know what she did yesterday? She came up to me
afterwards, and tried to arouse my anger, and so sure was she of
her victory, that she gloried in it. She said that I could flirt
with any one I wanted--she held the love of the finest man in
Iceland.