Lady Inger.
[Starts up.] The ring? The ring!
[Rushes up and snatches the ring from him.
Sten Sture’s ring! [With a shriek.] Oh God, oh God—my son!
[Throws herself down on the coffin.
The Men-at-Arms.
Her son?
Jens Bielke.
[At the same time.] Inger Gyldenlöve’s son?
Nils Lykke.