Earl Skule.
[Well at ease.] Marked you that he had Sverre’s eyes as he spoke? Whether he or I be chosen king, the choice will be good.
Gregorius Jonsson.
[Uneasily.] But do not you give way. Think of all who stand or fall with your cause.
Earl Skule.
I stand now upon justice; I no longer fear to call upon Saint Olaf.
[Goes out to the left with his followers.
Bishop Nicholas.
[Hastening after Dagfinn the Peasant.] All goes well, good Dagfinn, all goes well;—but keep the Earl far from the King when he is chosen;—see you keep them far apart!
[All go out to the left, behind the church.