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Bastian.
He's surely not making love to Miss Bratsberg?
Lundestad.
Yes, indeed he is.
Madam Rundholmen.
You are quite sure of that?
Bastian.
And he told me! Oh, I want to say a word to you!
[Lundestad and Bastian go towards the back.
Madam Rundholmen.
[Approaching Stensgård.] You must be on your guard, Mr. Stensgård.
Stensgård.
Against whom?
Madam Rundholmen.
Against malicious people who are slandering you.
Stensgård.
Why, let them—so long as one person doesn't believe their slanders.
Madam Rundholmen.
And who may that one person be?
Stensgård.
[Slips the letter into her hand.] Take this; read it when you are alone.
