"Won't I? Listen, Marit, only for pleasure you see, only for pleasure, I will give that raggamuffin a real good thrashing."
"No, you daren't do that."
"Don't dare? Do you say I dare not? Who could do anything to me, who?"
"The schoolmaster."
"The schoo--school--schoolmaster? Do you think he cares for him?"
"Yes, it was he who sent him to the Agricultural School."
"The schoolmaster?"
"The schoolmaster!"
"Listen now Marit, I will not have any more of this nonsense, you must leave, you give me only sorrow and trouble, it was just the same with your mother, only sorrow and trouble. I am an old man, and I wish to see you well provided for, and I will not be talked about as a fool in this matter; it is your own good that I have at heart, you may be sure of that, Marit. I may soon be gone, and then you would stand there alone; what would have become of your mother if it had not been for me? Come now, Marit, be a good girl, and listen to what I say, I seek only your own good."
"No, you don't."