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Heire.

Hee-hee! It's the first appointment I ever had.

Stensgård.

[Also in the circle.] On account of your legal experience, Mr. Heire.

Heire.

Oh, my amiable young friends, I should be delighted to sentence you all—— I say no more!

Stensgård.

[Slips up to Lundestad, who stands in front on the left] You were speaking to the Chamberlain. What about? Was it about me?

Lundestad.

Unfortunately it was—about that affair of yesterday evening——

Stensgård.

[Writhing.] Oh, confound it all!

Lundestad.

He said you had been frightfully rude.

Stensgård.

Do you think it isn't a torture to me?

LUNDESTAD.

Now is your chance to atone for it.

Erik.

[Calls.] Mr. Stensgård, it's your turn.

Stensgård.

Coming! [Quickly to Lundestad.] What do you mean?