Ay, into the church; I would not fall at the hands of such as these. My wife, my daughter; meseems I have found peace and light; oh, I cannot lose them again so soon!
[Moves towards the chapel.
Peter.
[Without, on the right.] My father, my king. Now will you soon have the victory!
King Skule.
[With a shriek.] He! He!
[Sinks down upon the church steps.
Lady Ragnhild.
Who is it?
A Townsman.