Early Plays — Catiline, the Warrior's Barrow, Olaf Liljekrans
Chapter 6
[BLANKA, GANDALF from the right.]
GANDALF. [Aside.] It is too late!
BLANKA. O, there he is again! What do you want?
GANDALF. Quick,--quick, away from here!
BLANKA. What do you mean?
GANDALF. Away! There's danger here!
BLANKA. What danger?
GANDALF. Death!
BLANKA. I do not understand you.
GANDALF. I thought to hide it from you,--hence I went To call my people to the ship again And sail away; you never should have known,-- The trumpet warns me that it is too late,-- That they are coming.
BLANKA. Who are coming?
GANDALF. Then know,-- The strangers who once harried on the isle Were vikings like myself.
BLANKA. From Norway?
GANDALF. Yes. My father, who was chief among them, fell,-- Hence must he be avenged.
BLANKA. Avenged?
GANDALF. Such is The custom.
BLANKA. Ah, I see now!
GANDALF. Here they come! Stand close behind me!
BLANKA. Man of blood,--away!
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