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 all right for him. And I say the same to you; for I hear you're going into Parliament.

Stensgård.

I? Nonsense. Who told you so?

Madam Rundholmen.

Oh, some of Mr. Lundestad's people.

Daniel Heire.

[Enters from the back.] Hee-hee! Good-morning! I'm not in the way, am I?

Madam Rundholmen.

Gracious, no!

Heire.

Good God, how resplendent! Can it be for me that you've got yourself up like this?

Madam Rundholmen.

Of course. It's for you bachelors we get ourselves up, isn't it?

Heire.

For marrying men, Madam Rundholmen; for marrying men! Unfortunately, my law-suits take up all my time

Madam Rundholmen.

Oh, nonsense; you've always plenty of time to get married.

Heire.

No; deuce take me if I have! Marriage is a thing you've got to give your whole mind to. Well, well—if you can't have me, you must put up with somebody else. For you ought to marry again.