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"Art thou there, traitor to thy country!"
he shouted, and thrust the dagger into Sture’s
arm; and Sture drew it out again, wiped off the
blood, kissed the hilt, and returned the weapon
to the King, saying:
"Be lenient with me, Sire; I have not
deserved your disfavour."
Erik laughed aloud.
"Ho! ho! do but hear the villain! how he
can pray for himself!"
And the King’s halberdier stuck his lance
through Niels Sture’s eye, and thus gave him
his death. Sture’s blood cleaves to Upsala
Palace – to King Erik always and everlastingly.
No church masses can absolve his soul from
that base crime.
Let us now go to the church.
A little flight of stairs in the side aisle leads
us up to a vaulted chamber, where kings’
crowns and sceptres, taken from the coffins of
the dead, are deposited in wooden closets. Here,
in the corner, hangs Niels Sture’s blood-covered
clothes and knight’s hat, on the outside of
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