Sira Viliam.
In truth, his is a blameless soul.
Bishop Nicholas.
Peter, you shall watch beside me until the King or the Duke shall come. Leave us, meanwhile, ye others, but be at hand.
[All except Peter go out on the right.
Bishop Nicholas.
[After a short pause.] Peter!
Peter.
[Approaches.] My lord?
Bishop Nicholas.
Hast ever seen old men die?
Peter.
No.
Bishop Nicholas.
They are all afeard; that I dare swear. There on the table lies a large letter with seals to it; give it to me. [Peter brings the letter.] 'Tis to your mother.
Peter.
To my mother?
Bishop Nicholas.
You must get you northward with it to Halogaland. I have written to her touching a great and weighty matter; tidings have come from your father.
Peter.
He is fighting as a soldier of God in the Holy
