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The Chamberlain.
Yes, Fieldbo, Fieldbo! Wasn't it he that palmed off a parcel of lies upon me?
Thora.
No, my dear father, it was I.
The Chamberlain.
You? Well, then, both of you! You were his accomplice—behind my back. A nice state of affairs!
Thora.
Oh, father, if you only knew
The Chamberlain.
Oh, I know enough; more than enough; much more!
Dr. Fieldbo enters from the back.
Fieldbo.
Good morning, Chamberlain! Good morning, Miss Bratsberg!
The Chamberlain.
[Still pacing the room.] So you are there, are you—bird of evil omen!
Fieldbo.
Yes, it was a very unpleasant affair.
The Chamberlain.
[Looking out at the window.] Oh, you think so?
Fieldbo.
You must have noticed how I kept my eye upon Stensgård all the evening. Unfortunately,
