rebellious acts—not to help our cause, but to further your own plots, whatever they may be. I can draw back no more. But think not therefore that you have conquered! I shall know how to make you harmless
Nils Lykke.
[Lays his hand involuntarily on his sword.] Lady Inger!
Lady Inger.
Be calm, Sir Councillor! Your life is safe. But you come not outside the gates of Östråt before victory is ours.
Nils Lykke.
Death and destruction!
Lady Inger.
It boots not to resist. You come not from this place. So rest you quiet; 'tis your wisest course.
Nils Lykke.
[To himself.] Ah,—I am overreached. She has been craftier than I. [A thought strikes him.] But if I yet?
Lady Inger.
[To Olaf Skaktavl.] Ride with Count Sture's troops to the frontier; then without pause to Peter Kanzler, and bring me back my child.
