Lady Inger.
[Smiling.] Nay—the case is just the contrary, Olaf Skaktavl!
Olaf Skaktavl.
How mean you?
Lady Inger.
If things be as we both think, Nils Lykke must in nowise depart from Östråt yet awhile.
Olaf Skaktavl.
[Looks at her with disapproval.] Are you again embarked on crooked courses, Lady Inger? What guile are you now devising? Something that may increase your own power at the cost of our
Lady Inger.
Oh this blindness, that makes you all do me such wrong! I see well you think I purpose to make Nils Lykke my daughter's husband. Were such a thought in my mind, why had I refused to take part in what is afoot in Sweden, when Nils Lykke and all the Danish crew seem willing to support it?
Olaf Skaktavl.
Then if it be not your wish to win him and bind him to you—what would you with him?
