Mårten. She's no woman.
Olof. What do you mean?
Mårten. She is no man either, although she's disguised.
Olof. "She," you say—and yet not a woman?
Mårten. She's a harlot.
Olof (shocked, drops the woman's hand). A harlot!
German. Don't let go of her, Master Olof, or she'll run away.
Olof. Why are you laying hands on her? What is her crime?
German. Going to church.
Olof. I see! (He looks around.)