NILS LYKKE. Yet 'tis strange you should seek her here if you have so little hope.
NILS STENSSON. What mean you?—Tell me, know you Lady Inger?
NILS LYKKE. Surely; I am her guest, and——
NILS STENSSON. Ay, but it does not at all follow that you know her. I too am her guest, yet have I never seen so much as her shadow.
NILS LYKKE. Yet did you speak of her——
NILS STENSSON. ——As all folk speak. Why should I not? And besides, I have often enough heard from Peter Kanzler——
(Stops in confusion, and begins eating again.)
NILS LYKKE. You would have said——?
NILS STENSSON (eating). I? Nay, 'tis all one.
(NILS LYKKE laughs.)