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Voices. (From the back of the crowd.) Kill him!
Worker. Wounded!
Pastor. (Stands at the door, tall, widely covering the entrance.) Vade in pace . . .
Kalander. (Has taken hold of Jerman and pushed him through the door on the right; grabs a chair.) I am Kalander, the blacksmith . . . Who asks to know more? (The people back off.)
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