Einar Huk.
But the wind is fair, noble lady; ’twill take us quickly up the fiord, and——
Lady Inger.
It shall be as I have said.
Einar Huk.
Are we to wait till to-morrow, then?
Lady Inger.
Till to-morrow, and longer still. No armed man shall go forth from Östråt yet awhile.
[Signs of displeasure among the crowd.
Some of the Peasants.