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Duke Skule.
But kept two-thirds yourself!
Håkon.
You ever thirsted after more; I eked out your share until now you hold half the kingdom.
Duke Skule.
There lack ten ship-wards.[1]
Håkon.
I made you Duke; that has no man been in Norway before you.
Duke Skule.
But you are king! I must have no king over me! I was not born to serve you; I must rule in my own right!
Håkon.
[Looks at him for a moment, and says coldly:] Heaven guard your understanding, my lord. Good night. [Going.
Duke Skule.
[Blocking the way.] You shall not go from me thus! Beware, or I will forswear all faith with you; you can no longer be my overlord; we two must share!
Håkon.
You dare to say this to me!
Duke Skule.
I have more men than you in Oslo, Håkon Håkonsson.
- ↑ Skibreder, districts each of which furnished a ship to the fleet.
