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 Stensgård.

Yes, but your father—that's just what I wanted to say

Bastian.

Sh! There—I hear Madam Rundholmen. Now's your chance to speak for me, if she's not too busy; for then she's apt to be snappish. You do your best, my dear fellow, and leave the rest to me. Do you happen to have seen Aslaksen?

Stensgård.

He's probably at the polling-booth.

[Bastian goes out by the back, as Madam Rundholmen enters from the right.

Madam Rundholmen.

Things are going as smooth as possible, Mr. Stensgård; every one is voting for you.

Stensgård.

That's very odd.

Madam Rundholmen.

Goodness knows what Monsen of Stonelee will say.

Stensgård.

I want a word with you, Madam Rundholmen.

Madam Rundholmen.

Well, what is it?

Stensgård.

Will you listen to me?

Madam Rundholmen.

Lord yes, that I will.