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 Stensgård.

Well then: you were talking just now about being alone in the world

Madam Rundholmen.

Oh, it was that horrid old Heire

Stensgård.

You were saying how hard it is for an unprotected widow

Madam Rundholmen.

Yes, indeed; you should just try it, Mr. Stensgård!

Stensgård.

But now if there came a fine young man

Madam Rundholmen.

A fine young man?

Stensgård.

One who had long loved you in secret

Madam Rundholmen.

Oh, come now, Mr. Stensgård, I won't hear any more of your nonsense.

Stensgård.

You must! A young man who, like yourself, finds it hard to be alone in the world

Madam Rundholmen.

Well, what then? I don't understand you at all.

Stensgård.

If you could make two people happy, Madam Rundholmen—yourself and