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 Stensgård.

Then with all my heart I wish you happiness; And you must forget all the stupid things I have written.

The Chamberlain.

I go by deeds, not words, Mr. Stensgård.

Stensgård.

How good of you to say so!

The Chamberlain.

And henceforth—since you wish it—you must consider yourself at home here.

Stensgård.

May I? May I really? [A knock at the door.

The Chamberlain.

Come in.

Several Leading Men of the neighbourhood, Town Councillors, etc., enter. The Chamberlain goes to receive them, accepts their congratulations, and converses with them.

Thora.

[Who has meantime entered by the second door on the left.] Mr. Stensgård, let me thank you.

Stensgård.

You, Miss Bratsberg!

Thora.

My father has told me how nobly you have acted.

Stensgård.

But?