I landed on the soft snow. Had it been
rocky below, I would have died instantly. Since that day, I say
falling from a height isn't the worst death. You lose all
consciousness in falling.
INGOLF. To fall from here would be horrible.
STEINDOR. It's more horrible thinking about it than anything else.
INGOLF. It would be quite a fall.
STEINDOR. Oh, yes--I think you would get your fill.
INGOLF. Here, take the rope, Steindor. Let us go.
STEINDOR [looking around]. Some one is coming up along the ravine.
INGOLF. Where?
STEINDOR. There--why, it's Hrafnhild. She is nearly here now.
INGOLF. What is she carrying over her shoulder?
STEINDOR. It looks like a spade.
INGOLF. Come, let's go and meet her. [They take a few steps.]
HANNA PADDA [is heard calling]. Wait!
INGOLF. What do you think she wants with a spade?
HADDA PADDA [is heard calling, almost out of breath]. I wanted to
catch you before you went down. [Enters.] There was nobody else at
home to bring the spade, so I offered to do it.
INGOLF. Did you tell mother we were coming here?
HADDA PADDA. She asked. She saw you walk up the mountain.
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