Hist, Olaf Skaktavl! Here he comes. Now be cautious.
[Nils Lykke enters by the foremost door on the right.
Nils Lykke.
[Approaches Lady Inger courteously.] My noble hostess has summoned me.
Lady Inger.
I have learned through my daughter that you are minded to leave us to-night.
Nils Lykke.
Even so, to my sorrow;—since my business at Östråt is over.
Olaf Skaktavl.
Not before I have the papers.
Nils Lykke.
True, true. I had well-nigh forgot the weightiest part of my errand. 'Twas the fault of our noble hostess. With such gracious skill did she keep her guests in talk at table
Lady Inger.
That you no longer remembered what had brought you hither? I rejoice to hear it; for that was my design. Methought that if my guest, Nils Lykke, were to feel at his ease in Östråt, he must forget
