Of whom speak you?
Margrete.
Of Håkon.
Lady Ragnhild.
I spoke of the Earl.
Margrete.
There breathe not nobler men than they two.
Lady Ragnhild.
See you Sigurd Ribbung? With what a look of evil cunning he sits there—like a wolf in chains.
Margrete.
Of whom speak you?
Margrete.
Of Håkon.
Lady Ragnhild.
I spoke of the Earl.
Margrete.
There breathe not nobler men than they two.
Lady Ragnhild.
See you Sigurd Ribbung? With what a look of evil cunning he sits there—like a wolf in chains.
Margrete.