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 A Man.

[In another group.] Now, who's the one to follow in this business, eh?

Another Man.

[In the same group.] Just keep your eye on Aslaksen, and do as he does.

Billing.

[With a portfolio under his arm, makes his way through the crowd.] Excuse me, gentlemen. Will you allow me to pass? I'm here to report for the People's Messenger. Many thanks.

[Sits by the table on the left.

A Working-man.

Who's he?

Another Working-man.

Don't you know him? It's that fellow Billing, that writes for Aslaksen's paper.

Captain Horster enters by the door in front on the right, escorting Mrs. Stockmann and Petra. Eilif and Morten follow them.

Horster.

This is where I thought you might sit: you can so easily slip out if anything should happen.

Mrs. Stockmann.

Do you think there will be any disturbance?

Horster.

One can never tell—with such a crowd. But there's no occasion for anxiety.