[Goes up.] I know not what it was.
Gregorius Jonsson.
Hark to the women weeping in the outer hall!
The Choir in the Church.
[Breaks forth in jubilation.] Gloria in excelsis Deo!
[The doors are thrown open. Inga comes forth, followed by Nuns, Priests, and Monks.
INGA.
[On the church steps.] God has given judgment! Behold these hands; with them I bore the iron!
Voices amongst the Multitude.
They are tender and white as before!