more precisely, to the authorities whose business it is to watch over the welfare of society.
Dr. Stockmann.
Maybe. But what the devil has that to do with me?
Burgomaster.
Why this is the very thing, my dear Thomas, that it seems you will never learn. But take care; you will have to pay for it—sooner or later. Now I have warned you. Good-bye.
Dr. Stockmann.
Are you stark mad? You're on a totally wrong track
Burgomaster.
I am not often on the wrong track. Moreover, I must protest against[Bowing towards dining-room.] Good-bye, sister-in-law; good-day to you, gentlemen. [He goes.
Mrs. Stockmann.
[Entering the sitting-room.] Has he gone?
Dr. Stockmann.
Yes, and in a fine temper, too.
Mrs. Stockmann.
Why, my dear Thomas, what have you been doing to him now?
Dr. Stockmann.
Nothing at all. He can't possibly expect me to account to him for everything—before the time comes.
