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 Olaf.

[Looks threateningly towards his father's room.] He sha'n't thrash me again. But do you know that Uncle Johan is to sail to-morrow with the Americans?

Hilmar.

What's that to you? You get upstairs again!

Olaf.

Perhaps I may go buffalo-hunting yet, uncle.

Hilmar.

Rubbish! such a young milksop as you

Olaf.

Just wait a little; you shall hear something to-morrow!

Hilmar.

Little blockhead!

[He goes out through the garden. Olaf, catching sight of Krap, who comes from the right, runs in again and shuts the door.

Krap.

[Goes up to the Consul's door and opens it a little.] Excuse my coming again, Consul, but it's blowing up to a hurricane. [He waits a moment; there is no answer.] Is the Indian Girl to sail in spite of it? [After a short pause.

Bernick.

[Answers from the office.] The Indian Girl is to sail in spite of it.

[Krap shuts the door and goes out again to the right.