ot always keep an eye on
them?
Brask. That's our concern.
Gustaf (flares up, but controls himself at once). Your Grace is right.
It will remain your concern.
Brask. To change the subject--Stockholm is about to rise in rebellion.
Gustaf. Who says so?
Sommar. Our canonicus here.
Gustaf. Your schoolmaster? Where is he? Oh, is it you? What's your name?
Olof. Olof Pedersson.
Gustaf. Master Olof! They tell the you are a heretic, and that you are
scheming against Holy Church! That's a perilous venture!
Brask. This very day he has dropped his mask by daring to show open
defiance of the Chapter's prohibition against services, and for that
reason we demand that Your Highness consent to have him duly punished.
Gustaf. That's a matter for the Chapter and does not concern me. (To
Olof.) But what was that you had to say about a rebellion at Stockholm?
Olof. The Anabaptists!
Gustaf. Is that all?
Brask. Does not Your Highness know how those madmen have been carrying
on in Germany? We suggest that Your Highness return to the city in
person with your armed force.
Gustaf. That's a matter in which I suit myself!
Brask. But civil war--
Gustaf. That's _my_ concern! (To Olof.) Olof, I appoint you to the
clerkship of our court-house at Stockholm. Get over there at once. Speak
to the people. I put my trust in you!
Brask. For the country's sake I ask Your Highness to consider the
futility of wasting speech on madmen.
Gustaf. Souls are not controlled by swords. Bear that in mind, Your
Lordships.
Brask. The Church has never--
Gustaf. Nor by keys! (To Olof.) Go to my chancellor, and he will give
you your appointment.
Brask. You had better wait a moment, canonicus.
Gustaf. Our secretary will not put your orders ahead of mine.
Brask. The rights of the Church must be assured first of all. Olof
Pedersson--
Gustaf (correcting him). Secretary--
Brask. Secretary Olof Pedersson cannot leave this city until the Chapter
has pronounced its verdict.
Gustaf. The Chapter must try the case before it can pronounce a verdict.
Brask. That's our concern.
Gustaf. It is not your concern, Bishop Brask. The Bishop of Linkoeping
cannot sit in judgment on a canonicus at Straengnaes. Speak for yourself,
Bishop Sommar.
Sommar. After what has just occurred--h'm!
Brask. All further arguments would seem superfluous.
Gustaf. You had better be silent, Bishop Brask, or leave us, as I am
talking privately to
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