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Bernick.

I am not speaking of unseaworthy ships!

Rörlund.

But I am, Consul.

Bernick.

Yes, but to what purpose? It has nothing to do with the question.—Oh, these little craven qualms of conscience! If a general among us were to lead his troops under fire, and get some of them shot, he would never sleep o' nights after it. Elsewhere it is very different. You should hear what he says——

[Pointing to the door on the left.

Rörlund.

He? Who? The American——?

Bernick.

Of course. You should hear how people in America——

Rörlund.

Is he in there? Why did you not tell me? I shall go at once——

Bernick.

It's of no use. You will make no impression on him.

Rörlund.

That we shall see. Ah, here he is.

Johan Tönnesen comes from the room on the left.

Johan.

[Speaking through the open doorway.] Yes, yes, Dina, so be it; but don't think that I shall give you up. I shall return, and things will come all right between us.