Ingeborg.
Then shall I be of good cheer as I go back to Halogaland.
King Skule.
Ay, you may be of good cheer.
Ingeborg.
There will I repent and pray, till the Lord calls me. And when we meet before God, he shall come back to me pure and blameless.
King Skule.
Pure and blameless! [Turning to Peter.] Let me look at you! Ay, your mother's features and mine; you are he for whom I have longed so sorely.
Peter.
My father, my great, noble father! Let me live and fight for you! Let your cause be mine; and be your cause what it may—I know that I am fighting for the right!
King Skule.
[With a cry of joy.] You trust in me! You trust in me!
Peter.
Immovably!
King Skule.
Then all is well; then am I surely saved! Listen: you shall cast off the cowl; the Archbishop shall loose you from your vows; the King's son shall wield the sword, shall go forward unwavering to might and honour.
