Brask. That's our concern.
Gustaf. It is not your concern, Bishop Brask. The Bishop of Linköping cannot sit in judgment on a canonicus at Strängnäs. Speak for yourself, Bishop Sommar.
Sommar. After what has just occurred—h'm!
Brask. All further arguments would seem superfluous.
Gustaf. You had better be silent, Bishop Brask, or leave us, as I am talking privately to Bishop Sommar—privately!—Well, speak up, Bishop Måns!
Sommar. I cannot see but—that—as His Grace, the Bishop of Linköping—
Gustaf. We are talking of Master Olof now. Your Lordships will have to postpone the trial. Be kind enough to leave us.
[Exeunt Bishops.]
Gustaf (to Olof). Will you be my man?
Olof. Your Highness' secretary?