Gert. Your love is greater than mine, which was nothing but
selfishness. God bless you! Now I stand alone! (He embraces
them.) There, now! Go home, Christine, and set their minds at
rest. I want to speak to Olof. (Exit Christine.) Now you belong
to me.

Olof. What do you mean?

Gert. Kinsman!--You got my letter?

Olof. It was you who advised me not to preach?

Gert. Quite the contrary, although I expressed myself somewhat
strangely.

Olof. I don't understand.

Gert. No--no! You are still too young, and so you need a
providence. To a man like you one says "Let be" when one wants
him to do something.

Olof. Why were you and your followers not in church?

Gert. None but the sick need doctors. We were busy elsewhere. You
have done a good piece of work to-day, and I see that you have
got your reward for it. I have set you free to-day, Olof.

Olof. _You_ have?

Gert. The King commanded you to quiet the rebellious, and what