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What is it? Who's there?

Old friends of yours, Peer Gynt! My home is near by. We are neighbours.

Indeed! That is more than I know.

Even as your hut was builded, mine built itself too.

[Going.]

I'm in haste

Yes, that you are always, my lad! But I'll trudge behind you and catch you at last.

You're mistaken, good woman!

I was so before; I was when you promised such mighty fine things.

I promised? What devil's own nonsense is this?

You've forgotten the night when you drank with my sire? You've forgot?