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I grieve for you, my young friend; but you will soon come to feel the effects of your folly. Let me tell you that you are pursued. A troop of Swedish men-at-arms is out after you.

After me? Ha-ha-ha! Nay, that is rare! And when they come and think they have Count Sture in their clutches—ha-ha-ha!

[Gravely.]Then 'tis all over with you.

All over? But I am not Count Sture.

You have called the people to arms. You have given seditious promises, and raised troubles in the land.

Ay, but 'twas only in jest!

King Gustav will scarce take that view of the affair.

Truly, there is something in what you say. To think I could be so featherwittedWell, well, I'm not a dead man yet! You will pro