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True, true;—my good, kind mother[Collects himself.] Well, if she be too weary, let her wait until to-morrow. It shall be as you will. [Puts another parchment forward.] But this other, my lord. That other?—Ivar Bodde, I cannot. Dagfinn. [Points to the letter for ] Yet you could do that. All things sinful must be put away. [Who has drawn near in the meantime.] Bind the Earl's hands, King Håkon. [In a low voice.] Think you that is needful? At no cheaper rate can you buy peace in the land. Then I can do it! Give me the pen! [Writes.

[To the, who crosses to the right.] You have the King's ear, it would seem.