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 Heire.

A substantial woman, sir! Comfortable and well-preserved; no children up to date; money well invested. Education too; she's widely read, sir.

Stensgård.

Widely read, eh?

Heire.

Hee-hee; she ought to be; she had charge of Alm's circulating library for a couple of years. But your head's full of other things to-day, I daresay.

Stensgård.

Not at all; I don't even know that I shall vote. Who are you going to vote for, Mr. Heire?

Heire.

Haven't got a vote, sir. There was only one kennel that would qualify in the market, and that you bought.

Stensgård.

If you're at a loss for a lodging, I'll give it up to you.

Heire.

Hee-hee, you're joking. Ah, youth, youth! What a pleasant humour it has! But now I must be off and have a look at the menagerie. I'm told your whole League is afoot. [Sees Fieldbo, who enters from the back.] Here's the Doctor too! I suppose you have come on a scientific mission?

Fieldbo.

A scientific mission?