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 Eh, are you there? You are well again. Good, good.

[Who in the meantime has concealed the phial.] Is the door barred?

[Seating himself at the table on the left.] I have seen to everything. I went with the last guests as far as the gates. But what became of Knut Gesling to-night?—Give me mead, Margit! I am thirsty. Fill this cup.

[Crossing to the right with the flagon.] You asked about Knut Gesling.

That I did. The boaster, the braggart! I have not forgot his threats of yester-morning.

He used worse words when he left to-night.

He did? So much the better. I will strike him dead.

[Smiling contemptuously.] H'm—