[Enter a thrall.]
THRALL. You called, Master Erl?
THORFINN [Recovering himself]. You were mistaken.
THRALL. Yes, master.
THORFINN. How many men are we?
THRALL. Oh--half three score I think.
THORFINN. Are you afraid to die, thrall?
THRALL. How can I be when I believe that I shall be saved?
[Crosses himself.]
THORFINN. What does that mean?
THRALL. The bishop has taught us to do that.
THORFINN. I forgot that you are a Christian.
THRALL. Do you wish me to stay in your service when you are a heathen?
THORFINN. I want to prove how little I respect their belief. We must put double bolts on the north gate!
THRALL. Yes, Master, but the belief is stronger than a hundred bolts.
THORFINN. Who questioned you? [Pause.] What happened when you became Christians here on the island?
THRALL. Oh, it was easier than any one would think. They only poured water on us and the bishop read from a big book and then they gave us each a white shirt.
THORFINN. Tell the twelve strongest to take their new axes--do you hear?
THRALL [Starting to go]. Yes, Master.
THORFINN. Wait. [Pause.] Do you remember what was written in that big book?
THRALL. I don"t remember much of it, but there was something about two thieves who were hanged on crosses along with the Son of G.o.d. But one of them went to heaven.
THORFINN. Did they pour water on him, too?
THRALL. The bishop didn"t say.
THORFINN. Do you know whether there are any horses in the stable?
THRALL. They must be out at pasture--but I"ll see. [Starts to go.]
THORFINN. You mustn"t leave me--Stay. [Pause.] Could you die in peace this night?
THRALL. Yes, if I only had time for a prayer first.
THORFINN. Does that bring peace to one?
THRALL. Oh, yes, Master.
THORFINN [Rises, takes up a goblet]. This you shall have if you will pray for me.
THRALL. That"s not enough.
THORFINN. You shall have ten, but if you ever tell of it--I"ll take your life.
THRALL. It would not help even if you gave me a hundred. You must pray yourself.
THORFINN. I cannot, but I command you to pray.
THRALL. I will obey--but you will see that it does not help. [Praying.]
Jesus Christ, have pity on this poor sinner who begs for mercy.
THORFINN. That"s a lie. I never begged for anything!
THRALL. You see now that it doesn"t help.
THORFINN. Give me my armor and help me buckle.
THRALL [Helping]. You are not keeping still. I can"t fasten the buckles.
THORFINN. Wretch!
THRALL. But your whole body is shaking.
THORFINN. That"s a lie!
[Valgerd and Gunlod enter.]
THRALL. May I go now?
THORFINN. Go.
VALGERD [Coming forward]. You called me.
THORFINN. That"s not true.
VALGERD. Your enemies are upon you.
THORFINN. What does that concern you?
VALGRED. Make ready. I have heard what has come to pa.s.s.