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Peer! Your son?

Now you can say You have seen how he behaves.

We'll bear witness.

Only help me; Straight to Hegstad will I hasten

Is he there?

You'll be revenged, then; Aslak Smith will be there too.

[Wringing her hands.]

Oh, God help me with my boy; They will kill him ere they're done!

Oh, that lot has oft been talked of; Comfort you: what must be must be!

She is utterly demented. [Calls up the hill. Eivind, Anders! Hei! Come here!

What's amiss?

Peer Gynt has perched his Mother on the mill-house roof!