King Skule.
Then has he atoned for the slaying of Vegard.
Ingeborg.
'Twas not therefore that my noble husband took the Cross.
King Skule.
Not therefore?
Ingeborg.
No; it was <g>my</g> sin he took upon his strong, loving shoulders; 'twas <g>that</g> he went to wash away in Jordan stream; 'twas for <g>that</g> he bled.
King Skule.
[Softly.] Then he knew all.
Ingeborg.
From the first. And Bishop Nicholas knew it, for to him I confessed. And there was one other man that came to know it, though how I cannot guess.
King Skule.
Who?
Ingeborg.
Vegard Væradal.
King Skule.
Vegard!
Ingeborg.
He whispered a mocking word of me into my husband's ear; and thereupon Andres Skialdarband drew his sword, and slew him on the spot.
King Skule.
He kept ward over her whom I betrayed and forgot.—And wherefore seek you me now?
