Jens Bielke.
Nay, truly now—that generosity cost you little; one and all of them were at your beck and call. But let that pass; now that I have begun amiss in this matter, I had as lief that you should take it on your shoulders. Yet one thing you must promise—if the young Count Sture be in Östråt, you will deliver him into my hands, dead or alive!
Nils Lykke.
You shall have him all alive. I, at any rate, mean not to kill him. But now you must ride back and join your people. Keep guard on the road. Should I mark aught that mislikes me, you shall know it forthwith.
Jens Bielke.
Good, good. But how am I to get out——?
Nils Lykke.
The fellow that brought us in will show the way. But go quietly——
Jens Bielke.
Of course, of course. Well—good fortune to you!