Laughed he like Sigurd?
Lady Ragnhild.
Ay, ay!
Sigrid.
Then must we all pray.
Lady Ragnhild.
[With the force of despair.] The Earl must be chosen King! ’Twill work ruin in his soul if he be not the first man in the land!
Sigrid.
[More loudly.] Then must we all pray!
Lady Ragnhild.