Håkon.
You must mistake! Go, Dagfinn, and bring me sure tidings.
Dagfinn.
Ay ay, trust to me. [Goes.
Håkon.
No,—'tis not to be thought of! The Duke dare not rise against me. God will not suffer it—God, who has hitherto guided all things for me so marvellously. I must have peace now, for 'tis now I must set about my work!—I have done so little yet; but I hear the unerring voice of the Lord calling to me: Thou shalt do a great king's-work in Norway!
Gregorius Jonsson.
[Enters from the back.] My lord and King!
Håkon.
Gregorius Jonsson! Come <g>you</g> hither?
Gregorius Jonsson.
I offer myself for your service. Thus far have I followed the Duke; but now I dare follow him no further.
Håkon.
What has befallen?
Gregorius Jonsson.
That which no man will believe, when 'tis rumoured through the land.
Håkon.
Speak, speak!
