NILS. The King is coming.
MONS. In the name of the Lord, be quiet! That kind of talk will bring no peace.—All that you say is true, of course, but what has happened was the will of Providence—
STIG. Which let the children have their will in order that they should see their own folly.
ANDERS. Are you quite sure that the King will visit you, Mons Nilsson?
MONS. What a question!
ANDERS. Remember Master John!
MONS. Let us forget! Everything must be forgotten.
ANDERS. No wonder if you and NILS want to forget that you burned the King's house at Hedemora and looted Räfvelstad two years ago! But he will never forget it.
The roll of muffled drums is heard from the outside.
ALL. [Leaping to their feet] What's that?