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Hovstad.
The town?
Aslaksen.
But I don't understand. It's the Baths
Burgomaster.
At a rough provisional estimate, the alterations the Doctor thinks desirable will come to two or three hundred thousand crowns.
Aslaksen. That's a lot of money; but
Burgomaster.
Of course we shall be obliged to raise a municipal loan.
Hovstad.
[Rising.] You surely can't mean that the town?
Aslaksen.
Would you come upon the rates? Upon the scanty savings of the lower middle-class?
Burgomaster.
Why, my dear Mr. Aslaksen, where else are the funds to come from?
Aslaksen. The proprietors of the Baths must see to that.
Burgomaster.
The proprietors are not in a position to go to any further expense.
Aslaksen. Are you quite sure of that, Burgomaster?
