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Stensgård.

We're extremely comfortable here, Mr. Lundestad—if only people would leave us in peace—the crowd, I mean.

Lundestad.

[Unruffled.] Very well; then it's all right.

[Goes towards the back.

Aslaksen.

[Entering from the tent.] The waiter is just coming with the wine. [Sits.

Monsen.

A table apart, under special care of the Committee! And on our Independence Day of all others! There you have a specimen of the way things go.

Stensgård.

But why on earth do you put up with all this, you good people?

Monsen.

The habit of generations, you see.

Aslaksen.

You're new to the district, Mr. Stensgård. If only you knew a little of the local situation——

A Waiter.

[Brings champagne.] Was it you that ordered—?

Aslaksen.

Yes, certainly; open the bottle.