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 Aslaksen.

[Returning by the left.] Madam Rundholmen stands treat herself. She says she has the best right to.

Stensgård.

[Struck by an idea.] Madam Rundholmen—has the best right to!

Lundestad.

What?

Stensgård.

The game is not lost, Mr. Lundestad!

[Sits at the right-hand table and writes.

Lundestad.

[In a low voice.] Oh, Aslaksen—can you get something into your next paper for me?

Aslaksen.

Of course I can. Is it libellous?

Lundestad.

No, certainly not!

Aslaksen.

Well, never mind; I'll take it all the same.

Lundestad.

It is my political last will and testament; I shall write it to-night.

A Maid-servant.

[Enters from the left.] The punch, with Madam Rundholmen's compliments.