Mrs. Riis. May I—?
Nordan. Of course! Will you come out here?
Mrs. Riis (to CHRISTENSEN, who bows to her). My visit is really to you, Mr. Christensen.
Christensen. I am honoured.
Mrs. Riis. I happened to look out into the street just as your carriage stopped and you got out. So I thought I would seize the opportunity—because you threatened us yesterday, you know. Is that not so? You declared war against us?
Christensen. My recollection of it is that war was declared, Mrs. Riis, but that I merely accepted the challenge.
Mrs. Riis. And what line is your campaign going to take, if I may ask the question?
Christensen. I have just had the honour of explaining my position to the doctor. I do not know whether it would be gallant to do as much to you.
Nordan. I will do it, then. The campaign will be directed against your husband. Mr. Christensen takes the offensive.
Mrs. Riis. Naturally!—because you know you can strike at him. But I have come to ask you to think better of it.