Ay, but only to flee.
Gregorius Jonsson.
Yes, by Heaven,—the other gate stands open; they are fleeing already!
Dagfinn.
Up towards Martestokke. [Calls out.] After them, after them, Earl Knut! Take vengeance for the slaughter at Låka!
Håkon.
You heard it: he proclaimed my child an outlaw—my innocent child, Norway’s chosen king after me!
The King’s Men.
Ay, ay, we heard it!
Håkon.