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 you'll find there both lambkins and widows well on- PEER
 * To hell-!

THE SMITH
 * You will surely find one that will have you.-
 * Good evening! I'll give your respects to the bride.-
 * [They go off, laughing and whispering.]

PEER [looks after them a while, then makes a defiant motion and
 * turns half round].
 * For my part, may Ingrid of Hegstad go marry
 * whoever she pleases. It's all one to me.
 * [Looks down at his clothes.]
 * My breeches are torn. I am ragged and grim.-
 * If only I had something new to put on now.
 * [Stamps on the ground.]
 * If only I could, with a butcher-grip,
 * tear out the scorn from their very vitals!
 * [Looks round suddenly.]
 * What was that? Who was it that tittered behind there?
 * Hm, I certainly thought-No no, it was no one.-
 * I'll go home to mother.

[Begins to go upwards, but stops again and listens towards Hegstad.]
 * They're playing a dance!

[Gazes and listens; moves downwards step by step, his eyes glisten; he rubs his hands down his thighs.]
 * How the lasses do swarm! Six or eight to a man!
 * Oh, galloping death,-I must join in the frolic