Here is every man king; for life is at stake. Stand up, Skule Bårdsson, if you be king! Lie not there to rule the land.
Peter.
If you scoff at my father, I will kill you.
Bård Bratte.
I shall be killed whatever betides; for me King Håkon will have no grace; for I was his thane, and deserted him for Skule’s sake. Think of somewhat that may save us. No deed so desperate but I will risk it now.
A Vårbælg.
Could we but get over to the convent at Holm?
Paul Flida.
Better to Elgesæter.
Bård Bratte.