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Stensgård.
What nonsense!
Aslaksen.
Yes, I was just telling you
The Chamberlain.
[At the door.] Come along, come along!
Bastian Monsen, with Madam Rundholmen on his arm, enters from the back. A general movement.
Madam Rundholmen.
I hope I'm not intruding, sir
The Chamberlain.
Not at all, not at all.
Madam Rundholmen.
But I couldn't resist bringing up my young man to show him to you and Miss Bratsberg.
The Chamberlain.
Yes, I hear you are engaged; but
Thora.
We didn't know
Stensgård.
[To Aslaksen.] How is all this?
Aslaksen.
I had so much in my head yesterday; so much to think about, I mean
Stensgård.
But I gave her my letter, and
Aslaksen.
No, you gave her Bastian Monsen's; here is yours.
