From all our borderlands the peasants are pouring across to the Dales. Even outlaws that have wandered for years in the mountains are venturing down to the homesteads again, and drawing men together, and whetting their rusty swords.
Lady Inger.
[After a pause.] Tell me, men—have you thought well of this? Have you counted the cost, if King Gustav’s men should win?
Biörn.
[Softly and imploringly to Lady Inger.] Count the cost to the Danes if King Gustav’s men should lose.
Lady Inger.
[Evasively.] That reckoning is not for me
to make. [Turns to the people.
You know that King Gustav is sure of help from Denmark. King Frederick is his friend, and will never leave him in the lurch—-—-
Einar Huk.