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Stensgård.
Yes, on my soul, but there is though!
Ringdal.
The Chamberlain in reality thinks very highly of you
Stensgård.
Does he?
Ringdal.
Yes, and that's why people want to make mischief between you. They reckon on your ignorance of the situation, on your impulsiveness and your confiding disposition
Stensgård.
Oh, the vipers! And Madam Rundholmen has my letter!
Ringdal.
What letter?
Stensgård.
Oh, nothing. But it's not too late! My dear Mr. Ringdal, shall you see the Chamberlain this evening?
Ringdal.
In all probability.
Stensgård.
Then tell him to think no more of those threats—he will understand; tell him I shall call to-morrow and explain everything.
Ringdal.
You'll call?
