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[Looking out from behind the ] Håkon seems angered—does he not? He clenches his fist   He looks hitherward—what can it be? [About to go.

[Holding him back.] Hearken to me, Earl Skule—there may yet be one means of winning assurance as to Håkon's right.

One means, you say?

Trond the Priest, ere he died, wrote a letter telling his whole tale, and took the sacrament in witness of its truth.

And that letter—for God's pity's sake—where is it?

You must know that[''Looks towards the door.''] Hush!—here comes the King.

The letter, Bishop—the letter!

The King is here.