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 Stensgård.

The Nation? What does that mean?

Bastian.

Don't you know what the Nation means? It means the People; the common people; those who have nothing, and are nothing; those who lie chained

Stensgård.

What monkey-tricks are these, I should like to know?

Bastian.

Monkey-tricks?

Stensgård.

I have noticed lately that you go about mimicking me; you imitate even my clothes and my handwriting. Be kind enough to stop that.

Bastian.

What do you mean? Don't we belong to the same party?

Stensgård.

Yes, but I won't put up with this—you make yourself ridiculous

Bastian.

By being like you?

Stensgård.

By aping me. Be sensible now, Monsen, and give it up. It's quite disgusting. But look here—can you tell me when your father is coming back?

Bastian.

I have no idea. I believe he's gone to Christiania; he may not be back for a week or so.