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LADY INGER OF ÖSTRAT.
[ACT III.

Nils Stensson.

Oh strange! oh marvellous!—But can I believe——?

Nils Lykke.

You may believe all that I tell you. But remember, all this will be merely your ruin, if you should forget what you swore to me by your father's salvation.

Nils Stensson.

Forget it? Nay, that you may be sure I never shall.—But you, to whom I have given my word,—tell me—who are you?

Nils Lykke.

My name is Nils Lykke.

Nils Stensson.

[Surprised.] Nils Lykke? Surely not the Danish Councillor?

Nils Lykke.

Even so.

Nils Stensson.

And it was you—? 'Tis strange. How come you——?

Nils Lykke.

——to be receiving missives from Peter Kanzler? You marvel at that?

Nils Stensson.

I cannot deny it. He has ever named you as our bitterest foe——