"You are the man to do it.

I am surprised at your density; Sigurd, the lunatic, has more perception.

He sees which way the wind blows,--and that's why he's so desperately unhappy.

He thinks--and thinks rightly too--that he will lose his 'beautiful rose of the northern forest,' as he calls her,--and that you are to be the robber.

Hence his dislike to you.