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Fieldbo.
I was called to see a patient.
The Maid.
The Chamberlain and Miss Bratsberg have both been inquiring about you.
Fieldbo.
Indeed?
The Maid.
Yes. Won't you go in at once, sir; or shall I say that?
Fieldbo.
No, no; never mind. I can have a snack afterwards; I shall wait here in the meantime.
The Maid.
Dinner will soon be over.
[She goes out by the back.
Aslaksen.
[After a pause.] How can you resist such a dinner, Doctor—with dessert, and fine wines, and all sorts of good things?
Fieldbo.
Why, man, it seems to me we get too many good things hereabouts, rather than too few.
Aslaksen.
There I can't agree with you.
Fieldbo.
H'm. I suppose you are waiting for someone.
Aslaksen.
Yes, I am
