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Hist! Listen!—They must be down at the Geite-bridge!

Off to the Geite-bridge then!

[They all rush out to the right; a townsman comes running in from the same side.

Hey, neighbour, whence come you?

From down at the Lo-river; there's ugly work there.

St. Olaf and St. Hallvard! Is it the Birchlegs, or who is it?

Who else but the Birchlegs! King Håkon is with them; the whole fleet is laying in to the wharves; but he himself landed with his best men out at Ekeberg.

Then will he take revenge for the slaughter at Låka!

Ay, be sure of that.

See, see! The Vårbælgs are flying already!