A Third.
King Håkon himself!
Many of the Crowd.
[Shout.] Hail to King Håkon Håkonsson!
Håkon.
[Enters from the right, followed by Gregorius Jonsson, Dagfinn the Peasant, and many others.] Ay, now are you humble, you Trönders; you have stood against me long enough.
The First Townsman.
[Kneeling.] Mercy, my lord! Skule Bårdsson bore so hardly on us!
Another.
[Also kneeling.] He compelled us, else had we never followed him.
The First.
He seized our goods and forced us to fight for his unrighteous cause.
The Second.
Alas, noble lord, he has been a scourge to his friends no less than to his foes.
Many Voices.
Ay, ay,—Skule Bårdsson has been a scourge to the whole land.
Dagfinn.
That, at least, is true enough.
Håkon.
Good; with you townsfolk I will speak later;
