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 we townsfolk safe enough! Let no man know what we are about; we are enough for the task!—And now, away to Elgesæter.

[Softly.] Ay, away to Elgesæter!

[They go out to the left, rapidly but cautiously.

''A fir-wood on the hills above Nidaros. It is moonlight, but the night is misty, so that the background is seen indistinctly, and sometimes scarcely at all. Tree-stumps and great boulders lie round about. and other  come through the wood from the left''.

Come hither and rest you, my father.

Ay, let me rest, rest.

[Sinks down beside a stone.

How goes it with you?

I am hungry! I am sick, sick! I see dead men's shadows!

[Springing up.] Help here—bread for the King!

Here is every man king; for life is at stake.