NILS STENSSON. Nay, not wholly that; but—well, the devil take musing!
NILS LYKKE. Well said. Go but your own way, and you are as sure of the halter as you are of a Count's title and a chain of gold if you trust to me.
NILS STENSSON. That will I. My hand upon it, dear Sir! Do you but help me with good counsel as long as there is need; when counsel gives place to blows I shall look to myself.
NILS LYKKE. It is well. Come with me now into yonder chamber, and I will tell you how all these matters stand, and what you have still to do.
(Goes out to the right.)
NILS STENSSON (with a glance at the picture). I Sten Sture's son! Oh, marvellous as a dream—!
(Goes out after NILS LYKKE.)
ACT FOURTH.
(The Banquet Hall, as before, but without the supper-table.)
(BIORN, the major-domo, enters carrying a lighted branch-candlestick, and lighting in LADY INGER and OLAF SKAKTAVL by the second door, on the left. LADY INGER has a bundle of papers in her hand.)