Sigrid.
That will I.
King Skule.
Tell her, it was not with the heart he sinned; pure and blameless shall she surely meet him again.
Sigrid.
That will I. [Points towards the background.] Hark! they are breaking the lock! King Skule. [Points towards the chapel.] Hark! they are singing loud to God of salvation and peace! Sigrid. Hark again! All the bells in Nidaros are ringing! King Skule. [Smiles mournfully.] They are ringing a king to his grave. Sigrid. Nay, nay, they ring for your true crowning! Farewell, my brother, let the purple robe of blood flow wide over your shoulders; under it may all sin be hidden! Go forth, go into the great church and take the crown of life.
[Hastens into the chapel.
[Chanting and bell-ringing continue during
what follows.
Voices.
[Outside the gate.] The lock has burst! Force us not to break the peace of the church!
