hostility, I shall have you beheaded.

_Haf_.--Come, sir bishop.

_Botolf_ (_to_ KOLBEIN KALDALJOS).--If Kolbein commits such wickedness
you shall let the 'Peace of God' be rung over all the land until next
Monday evening; and then all the ill deeds he does meanwhile will become
two-fold crimes.

_Kolbein_.--'God's peace'--hm! That is a new thing in this land! In that
case I shall come after Monday and break to pieces 'Likabong' and the
other bells of the cathedral; then you will have to cease ringing for a
while, sir bishop.

_Botolf_.--Now the foul fiend talks through Kolbein's mouth.

_Haf_.--Come along with the foul fiend, sir!

_Kolbein Kaldaljos_.--The church needs men to guard it, the danger is
greater than ever. Give me the watchword, sir bishop.

_Botolf_ (_aside to_ KOLBEIN KALDALJOS).--God is our castle!

_Haf_.--Come along, sir bishop!

_Botolf_ (_to himself_).--Better I were a simple monk in Helgiseter
cloister in Norway, than be a weak bishop and stand between the feuds of
the chieftains of this land. But the king requested me.

(KOLBEIN THE YOUNG _and_ HAF _lead the_ BISHOP _away between them_.)