Oh, God! No, no! I cannot—I will not die.
Olaf Skaktavl.
A hiding-place, Lady Inger! Is there no corner where we can hide him?
Lady Inger.
But if they search the castle——?
Nils Stensson.
Ay, ay; they will find me! And then to be dragged away to prison, or be strung up——! No, no, Inger Gyldenlöve,—I know full well,—you will never suffer that to be!
Olaf Skaktavl.
[Listening.] There burst the lock.
Lady Inger.