Lady Inger.
[Hands a goblet to each.] And since so it is, I offer you a cup of welcome to Östråt. Drink, noble knights! Pledge me to the last drop!
[Looks from one to the other after they have drunk, and says gravely:
But now I must tell you—one goblet held a welcome for my friend; the other—death for my enemy!
Nils Lykke.
[Throws down the goblet.] Ah, I am poisoned!
Olaf Skaktavl.
[At the same time, clutches his sword.] Death and hell, have you murdered me?
Lady Inger.
[To Olaf Skaktavl, pointing to Nils Lykke.] You see the Danes' confidence in Inger Gyldenlöve
[To Nils Lykke, pointing to Olaf Skaktavl.] and likewise my countrymen's faith in me!
[To both of them.
Yet you would have me place myself in your power? Gently, noble Sirs—gently! The Lady of Östråt is not yet in her dotage.
[Elina Gyldenlöve enters by the door on the left.
Elina.
I heard loud voices—. What is amiss?
