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Bishop Nicholas.
[Looking out from behind the Earl.] Håkon seems angered—does he not? He clenches his fist Earl Skule. He looks hitherward—what can it be? [About to go.
Bishop Nicholas.
[Holding him back.] Hearken to me, Earl Skule—there may yet be one means of winning assurance as to Håkon's right.
Earl Skule.
One means, you say?
Bishop Nicholas.
Trond the Priest, ere he died, wrote a letter telling his whole tale, and took the sacrament in witness of its truth.
Earl Skule.
And that letter—for God's pity's sake—where is it?
Bishop Nicholas.
You must know that[Looks towards the door.] Hush!—here comes the King.
Earl Skule.
The letter, Bishop—the letter!
Bishop Nicholas.
The King is here.
