Hist! What is that? [At the window.] What shouts! All the men have risen; all the banners and standards wave in the wind.
Sigrid.
[Seizes her by the arm.] Pray, woman! Pray for your husband!
Lady Ragnhild.
Ay, Holy King Olaf, give him all the power in this land!
Sigrid.
[Wildly.] None—none! Else is he lost!
Lady Ragnhild.
He must have the power. All the good in him will grow and blossom should he win it.—Look forth, Margrete! Listen! [Starts back a step.] All hands are lifted for an oath!
[Margrete listens at the window.