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 as his head sits fast on his shoulders. Share with him! I will have no peace in my coffin, I will rise again, if you two share not the kingdom! Neither of you shall add the other's height to his own stature. If that befell, there would be a giant in the land, and here shall no giant be; for I was never a giant!

[Sinks back exhausted on the couch.

Duke Skule.

[Falls on his knees beside the couch and cries to ] Summon help! For God's pity's sake; the Bishop must not die yet!

How it waxes dusk before my eyes!—King, for the last time—will you share with the Duke?

Not a shred will I let slip of that which God gave me.

Well and good. [Softly.] Your faith, at least, you shall let slip. [Calls.] Viliam!

[Softly.] The letter! The letter!

[Not listening to him.] Viliam! [ ''enters; the draws him close down to him and whispers.''] When I received the Extreme Unction, all my sins were forgiven me?

All your sins from your birth, till the moment you received the Unction.