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 ===SCENE SEVENTH=== [Another part of the heath.] PEER GYNT [sings].
 * A sexton! A sexton! where are you, hounds?
 * A song from braying precentor-mouths;
 * around your hat-brim a mourning band;-
 * my dead are many; I must follow their biers!

[THE BUTTON-MOULDER, with a box of tools, and a large casting-ladle, comes from a side-path.] THE BUTTON-MOULDER
 * Well met, old gaffer!

PEER
 * Good evening, friend.

THE BUTTON-MOULDER
 * The man's in a hurry. Why, where is he going?

PEER
 * To a grave-feast.

THE BUTTON-MOULDER
 * Indeed? My sight's not very good;-
 * excuse me,-your name doesn't chance to be Peer?

PEER
 * Peer Gynt, as the saying is.

THE BUTTON-MOULDER
 * That I call luck!
 * It's precisely Peer Gynt I am sent for to-night.