Hadda Pada eBook

Guðmundur Kamban
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 71 pages of information about Hadda Pada.

Lady Anna.  This excessive love ... it is worrying me.  Maybe it was mostly on that account that I delayed agreeing to her departure.

The judge.  There are so many things that worry you.  Why doesn’t Ingolf come back? [Kisses her on the cheek.] I will talk to him about it. [Goes out.]

Rannveig [enters].  The servants want to know how many places to lay for dinner.

Lady Anna [putting aside her needlework].  Well, I’m coming—­[Goes out.]

Rannveig [walks slowly to the centre of the room, stands looking at the terra cotta statue].  When you dream something, you don’t want to come true, you ought to tell it to some one—­better to a stone than to no one. [Hands folded, she walks slowly up to the statue, whispering in its ear,] I dreamed of a beautiful and marvellous diamond palace.  I walked around it, but it had no doors.  No one could get in.  If any one were inside, he could not get out.  I heard weeping inside the palace.  It seemed to tear my heart.  I recognised the weeping?—­[She passes her hand over her eyes, looks at the statue a long time, walks away from it, looks back at it once more, and goes out.  In the doorway she encounters Hadda, looks at her, pats her cheek, and disappears.]

Hadda Padda [enters with a water jug in her hand, walks up to a flower in the window].

Ingolf [enters and steals up to her].

Ingolf.  Now I know the secret.  You are going with me to Copenhagen.  Hadda Padda, Hadda Padda, I love you!  Let me sing to you. [He takes both her hands and while he sings, wild with joy, she hums the tune.]

     You shall stand upon my skis,
     In a mad precipitation
     We, together, cleave the breeze: 
     We will,
     My daffodil!

     To the place where we’ll abide
     On my white horse you’ll be riding: 
     Clouds of dust the moon will hide—­
     They will,
     My daffodil!

[He lifts her in his arms.  The sun is shining through the window and lights up the room.]

Hadda Padda [stretches her arms toward the light].  It is as though I had wings. [Turns round in his arms, and folds him in her embrace.] I will fly to my happiness.



(The following summer.  A drawing-room in the Sheriff’s house.  The furniture old-fashioned and elaborate.  On the left, a door leading to the dining-room.  Against the wall, in front, a piano.  On the right, under a window, a chaise-longue.  In the back, an open window, through which can be seen green meadows, rising to a plateau, over the edge of which roars a water-fall.  At the horizon, deep blue mountains.  Bright sunshine, a hot summer’s day.)

(In the middle of the room, around a table, set for coffee, the Sheriff and Lady Margaret, Olof and Steindor, Ingolf, Hrafnhild and Kristrun are sitting.  The children, Little Skuli, Sigga, Doddi and Magga are seated at a small table near the window.)

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