’Tis enough that you know it.
Håkon.
But it was to death that I doomed him!
Margrete.
[Kneels before the King, and kisses his hand.] My husband and noble lord, your doom is just!
ACT FIFTH.
A room in the palace at Nidaros. The entrance door is on the right; in front, on the same side, a window; to the left a smaller door. It is after night-fall. Paul Flida, Bård Bratte, and several of King Skule’s principal followers are standing at the window and looking upward.
A Man-at-Arms.
How red it glows!
A Second.