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 ASE
 * Oh, hold your tongue!
 * You're as mad as mad can be.-
 * Ah, and yet it's true enough,-
 * something might have come of you,
 * had you not been steeped for ever
 * in your lies and trash and moonshine.
 * Hegstad's girl was fond of you.
 * Easily you could have won her
 * had you wooed her with a will-

PEER
 * Could I?

ASE
 * The old man's too feeble
 * not to give his child her way.
 * He is stiff-necked in a fashion
 * but at last 'tis Ingrid rules;
 * and where she leads, step by step,
 * stumps the gaffer, grumbling, after.
 * [Begins to cry again.]
 * Ah, my Peer!-a golden girl-
 * land entailed on her! just think,
 * had you set your mind upon it,
 * you'd be now a bridegroom brave,-
 * you that stand here grimed and tattered!

PEER [briskly].
 * Come, we'll go a-wooing, then!

ASE
 * Where?

PEER
 * At Hegs