I have forgone no fair hopes for your sake.
Håkon.
And you will stand ever near me, and give me good counsel?
Margrete.
I would fain stand near to you.
Håkon.
And give me good counsel. I thank you for that; a woman’s counsel profits every man, and henceforth I have none but you—my mother I had to send away——
Margrete.
Ay, she was too dear to you——
Håkon.