Ay, but—a woman’s mind is shifting ground to build on. ’Twere best you looked well before you.
Lady Inger.
That will I, be sure; I will watch them narrowly. But even were he to succeed in luring her into his toils, I have but to whisper two words in her ear, and——
Olaf Skaktavl.
What then?
Lady Inger.
——She will shrink from him as though he came straight from the foul Tempter himself.
Hist, Olaf Skaktavl! Here he comes. Now be cautious.
[Nils Lykke enters by the foremost door on the right.
Nils Lykke.