ACT IV.]
LADY INGER OF ÖSTRAT.
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Nils Lykke.
In writing?
Lady Inger.
As you will.
[Goes to the table on the left, sits down, and takes writing materials from the drawer.
Nils Lykke.
[Aside, standing by the table on the right.] At last, then, I win!
Lady Inger.
[After a moment's thought, turns suddenly in her chair to Olaf Skaktavl and whispers.] Olaf Skaktavl—I am certain of it now—Nils Lykke is a traitor!
Olaf Skaktavl.
[Softly.] What? You think
?Lady Inger.
He has treachery in his heart.
[Lays the paper before her and dips the pen in the ink.
Olaf Skaktavl.
And yet you would give him a written promise that may be your ruin?