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 A short pause. enters from the back.

[Starts up with a cry of joy and rushes to meet him.] My father!—Oh, how I have sighed and yearned for this meeting! God's peace be with you, Margrete! Where is the King? With Bishop Nicholas. Ha,—then must he soon be here. And you will talk together and be at one, be friends again, as in the old days? That would I gladly. 'Twould rejoice Håkon no less; and I pray to God every day that so it may be. Oh, but come hither and see [Takes his hand and leads him to the cradle.

Your child!

Ay, that lovely babe is mine;—is it not marvellous? He is called Håkon, like the King! See, his eyes—nay, you cannot see them now he is sleeping—but he has great blue eyes; and he