Servant. Well, well! That's what happens when one gets on a little in this world—then one's humble parents are forgotten.
Olof. It is possible that my father actually honored you with his acquaintance, but I doubt that he put you in a parent's place to me when he died.
Servant. Well, well! I declare! It must be hard on Dame Christine! [Exit to the left.]
[Olof is left alone for a while. Then Lars Siggesson, the Lord High Constable, enters from the right.]
Constable (throwing his cloak to Olof without looking at him). Will the King be here soon?
Olof (catching the cloak and throwing it on the floor). I do not know!
Constable. Bring me a chair.
Olof. That's not my office.
Constable. I am not familiar with the instructions of the doorkeeper.
Olof. I am no doorkeeper!