Bernick.
Not at home! There, you see, Lona; no support either in joy or sorrow.
Rummel.
Back with the curtains! Come and help me, Mr. Krap! You too, Sandstad! What a terrible pity that the family should be scattered just at this moment! Quite against the programme.
[The curtains over the door and windows are drawn back. The whole street is seen to be illuminated. On the house opposite is a large transparency with the inscription, "Long live Karsten Bernick, the Pillar of our Society!"
Bernick.
[Shrinking back.] Away with all this! I will not look at it! Out with it, out with it!
Rummel.
Are you in your senses, may I ask?
Martha.
What is the matter with him, Lona?
Lona.
Hush! [Whispers to her.
Bernick.
Away with the mocking words, I say! Can you not see, all these lights are gibing at us?
Rummel.
Well, I must say
