they say. But for a wedded wife—? I should not have written so plainly.
[Lost in thought, he is on the point of sitting down by the table, but stands up again.
How will Lady Inger receive me?—She will scarce burn the castle over our heads, or slip me through a trap-door. A stab from behind—? No, not that way either
[Listens towards the hall.
Aha!
[Lady Inger Gyldenlöve enters from the hall.
Lady Inger.
[Coldly.] My greeting to you, Sir Councillor
Nils Lykke.
[Bows deeply.] Ah—the Lady of Östråt!
Lady Inger.
and my thanks that you have forewarned me of your visit.
Nils Lykke.
I could do no less. I had reason to think that my coming might surprise you
Lady Inger.
Truly, Sir Councillor, therein you judged aright. Nils Lykke was indeed the last guest I looked to see at Östråt.
