Olof. Do you know to whom you are talking?

Servant. No, I don't.

Olof. I am the King's Secretary.

Servant. Oh, mercy, are you Master Olof? I knew your father,
Peter the Smith, for I am also from Orebro.

Olof. Well, can't you be civil in spite of that?

Servant. Well, well! That's what happens when one gets on a
little in this world--then one's humble parents are forgotten.

Olof. It is possible that my father actually honored you with his
acquaintance, but I doubt that he put you in a parent's place to
me when he died.

Servant. Well, well! I declare! It must be hard on Dame
Christine! [Exit to the left.]

[Olof is left alone for a while. Then Lars Siggesson, the Lord
High Constable, enters from the right.]

Constable (throwing his cloak to Olof without looking at him).
Will the King be here soon?

Olof (catching the cloak and throwing it on the floor). I do not
know!