Lady Inger.
[Evasively.] That reckoning is not for me to make.
[Turns to the people.
You know that King Gustav is sure of help from Denmark. King Frederick is his friend, and will never leave him in the lurch
Einar Huk.
But if the people were now to rise all over Norway's land?—if we all rose as one man, nobles and peasants together?—Ay, Lady Inger Gyldenlöve, the time we have waited for is surely come. We have but to rise now to drive the strangers from the land.
The Peasants.
Ay, out with the Danish sheriffs! Out with the foreign masters! Out with the Councillors' lackeys!
Lady Inger.
[To herself.] Ah, there is metal in them; and yet, yet!
Biörn.
[To himself.] She is of two minds. [To Elina.] What say you now, Mistress Elina—have you not sinned in misjudging your mother?
Elina.
Biörn—if my eyes have lied to me, I could tear them out of my head!
