Henrik Ibsen,
The Vikings of Helgeland: The Prose Dramas Of Henrik Ibsen…
“ HIORDIS. Nay, why should I not tell it? Is it true, Thorolf, that for three nights thy father sat in woman's weed, doing sorceries with the witch of Smalserhorn, ere he dared face Jokul in fight. (All rise; violent excitement among the guests.) GUNNAR, SIGURD, AND DAGNY. Hiordis! THOROLF (bitterly exasperated) . So base a lie has no man spoken of Ornulf of the Fiords! Thou thyself hast made it, for no one less venomous than thou could dream of such a thing. The blackest crime a man can do hast thou laid at my father's door. (Throwing the sword away.) There, Gunnar, take thy gift again ”
