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LADY INGER OF ÖSTRAT.
[ACT III.
Nils Lykke.
You would have said?
Nils Stensson.
[Eating.] I? Nay, 'tis all one.
[Nils Lykke laughs.
Nils Stensson.
Why laugh you, Sir?
Nils Lykke.
At nothing, Sir!
Nils Stensson.
[Drinks.] A pretty vintage ye have in this house.
Nils Lykke.
[Approaches him confidentially.] Listen—were it not time now to throw off the mask?
Nils Stensson.
[Smiling.] The mask? Why, do as seems best to you.
Nils Lykke.
Then off with all disguise. You are known, Count Sture!
Nils Stensson.
[Bursts out laughing.] Count Sture? Do you too take me for Count Sture?
[Rises from the table.
You mistake, Sir! I am not Count Sture.
