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Stensgård.

Well then: you were talking just now about being alone in the world——

Madam Rundholmen.

Oh, it was that horrid old Heire——

Stensgård.

You were saying how hard it is for an unprotected widow——

Madam Rundholmen.

Yes, indeed; you should just try it, Mr. Stensgård!

Stensgård.

But now if there came a fine young man——

Madam Rundholmen.

A fine young man?

Stensgård.

One who had long loved you in secret——

Madam Rundholmen.

Oh, come now, Mr. Stensgård, I won't hear any more of your nonsense.

Stensgård.

You must! A young man who, like yourself, finds it hard to be alone in the world——

Madam Rundholmen.

Well, what then? I don't understand you at all.

Stensgård.

If you could make two people happy, Madam Rundholmen—yourself and——